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I got out of my room to look for him when he told me he had managed to enter the mansion by telling the guards he was my friend. I couldn’t tell how someone could be so confi- dent, but I was impressed. I found him standing on the porch, probably looking around to find a way to break the door open and walk inside. I am sure that’s why he wanted to know where my bedroom was, because he thought he could find it by himself.

“Get inside.” I opened the door and held him by his shiny black jacket and pulled him into the mansion. He looked shocked at the moment, but then realized I was afraid of get- ting caught with him.

“Why did you do that?” I asked while rolling my eyes at him.

“You said I could meet you here.” He shrugged, his eyes wandering around and scanning every little detail of the man- sion.

“Fine. Come with me to my room.” I said, and he followed me in silence. I don’t know if it was a good idea to bring the stranger to my room, but I just did it.

Once he was in my bedroom, I watched his mouth form a big O.

“This room is vast. What do you do in here, play football?” he asked in amusement, taking a full circle and talking about how spacious it was.

“Colt! Sorry for earlier. I didn’t bring my teacher into the woods,” I said as I recalled how our last conversation went.

and then walking over to my bed. He jumped on it without even asking my permission first. I realized he wasn’t like a normal werewolf. His mannerisms were different. Or, more like, he didn’t have any manners.

up, and his dirty shoes ruined my bedsheet. “never mind. I will get you beer,” I offered, rushing out of my room to let out the breath I

bad thing. He is a friend of mine, and he can come over,” I convinced myself, even when he wasn’t just a friend of mine. He

bolted upstairs and

in his face. “You are

grabbed the can of beer out of my hands before I could even offer

upfront about his feelings and

asked, feeling very awkward in his presence. He once again sat down

for someone,” he said. I frowned, thinking he meant me.

you find me?” I then inquired, and he shrugged, stealing eyes from me.

just did. You live here, but you are not their sister. What is your relationship with them?” He

not finding the

He asked, his eyes fixating

that what is happening here?” I let out a scoff as I caught on to him pretty early on. He wasn’t even subtle about trying to get information

shamelessly nodded, making my jaw

are lucky I don’t get angry when somebody uses me.” Those words slipped my mouth as a result of the treat-

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