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#Chapter 33: The Meetup

Nina

The next day, I ran home after my classes and changed into the most nondescript outfit I could come up with for my meeting with K: a plain black hoodie, baggy black jeans, a plain black hat that I tucked my hair into, sunglasses, and a surgical mask.

“Geez,” Lori said from the couch as I stepped out of my room. “Trying to hide from the paparazzi?”

I realized how ridiculous I probably looked, but I had already prepared an excuse in the event of being seen like this.

“I have to go to Planned Parenthood,” I said.

Lori’s eyes widened. “You’re not… pregnant, are you?” she whispered.

I shook my head. “No, just a regular checkup. But last time I went there were these crazy religious people outside who were ranting about how I was going to hell even though I was just there to get treated for a UTI, so I like to play it safe from now on.”

“That’s fair,” Lori replied, returning to her book.

Satisfied with my excuse, I left the dorms and headed toward town.

K and I planned to meet up at a local coffee shop. He said he would be wearing a red t-shirt. I stepped into the coffee shop and looked around nervously, my palms sweating while all of the worst possible scenarios played through my head. What if he didn’t show up, then jumped me while I was on my way home? What if he stalked me home, snuck into my dorm, and killed me? Even with Luke there to protect me, I didn’t know what this guy was capable of. For all I knew, he could Chapter 3 The Matu have already been stalking me and knew about Luke. Maybe he even had experience fighting talking skeletons.

I suddenly felt incredibly stupid for doing this and considered turning around and going home, but when I saw a middle-aged man with a beard sitting at a corner table, looking sad as he held his to-go cup of coffee, I didn’t feel so afraid anymore. I knew you couldn’t judge a book by its cover, but something told me that he wasn’t dangerous.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over to the table. He looked up from his coffee and looked me up and down, seeming a bit amused by my hair tucked into my hat and my face fully covered.

“You must be N,” he said, gesturing for me to sit down. “I’m not gonna stalk you, you know. You don’t need to hide your whole face like that. If anything, you’re drawing attention. novelxo.com fast update

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want to

said, “but I’m not entirely sure. I was hoping you

waiter poured my coffee, then

he said. “Where do

and fiddled with my coffee cup as I thought. “From the beginning, I guess,” I replied. “When did you know for sure that

his hand along his

wife and infant daughter were killed by one,” he

widened.

ago,” he replied. “Not that I don’t still grieve for #Chopter

them every day.”

“Why were they killed?”

Like real wolves, only the bond is more powerful. They claim to all have one fated mate, their one true love, someone whose wolf

they find

become obsessed. It’s sick.”

claimed your wife as its mate?”

goes to show that the whole concept

obsessed with me; did he think I was his “mate”?

a werewo-

a

mate?”

another gulp of his coffee. “If

mate, then maybe a witch could

you know where I can find a

hesitantly nodded, still fiddling with my coffee cup. K looked around to make sure no one was looking before he reached into his shirt and pulled

the thin leather strap

tooth; far bigger

ever seen, aside from saber-toothed tiger skulls that I had seen in museums before. My eyes

that… that thing doesn’t