Page 9 of Wolf Cursed


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Did I notice that the daylight didn’t make him less handsome? And that his gray eyes were a big bonus to his look? Of course, I did. He eyed me too, didn’t he? We were young, and it was normal to look and evaluate, to get butterflies when you met someone new and liked what you saw.

Heeeey. Hold on. He is nuts. Remember?

He opened the passenger door for me.

Okay. I get it. You’re a gentleman.

Actually, there wasn’t much to ask. All I had to do was ask him to prove that he was what he said he was, and when he would start making excuses, everything would become clear at once.

“Where would you like to go?” He asked as we took off.

“There’s a nice coffee shop close to the town square.”

“Perfect. I know how to get to the town square. But you’ll have to lead me from there.”

* * *

We were sitting in a coffee shop. After a few minutes of small talk about the town and its population, I pushed my cup away and looked him in the eyes.

“Let’s get this straight. If you helped me out with Brian yesterday and then said all those mysterious things just to get my attention so you can ask me out, then you wasted your time. It wouldn’t work—well it did, but I only came to make sure—”

“Spencer, I’m glad I met you. But believe me, if all I wanted was to get you on a date, we would’ve had a completely different conversation, not the one that would scare away any ordinary girl. But I knew you weren’t ordinary.” He slowly ran his finger along the edge of the saucer. “The fact that you’re here, looking for answers, is proof that you know the supernatural exists.”

“So you’re saying it’s true. You’re a supernatural creature.”

“And so are you.”

I shifted in my seat. “No, I’m not.”

“Did you speak to your mother?”

“No. What would I say? That a stranger told me I’m a wolf?” I scoffed.

“Spencer, this is serious. You wouldn’t be able to do this alone.”

“Do what?” My shoulders jerked from frustration. “If you want me to believe you, then prove it. Show me what you are.”

He smirked. “Didn’t you hear a howl last night? I know you weren’t asleep.”

My stomach clenched. “It doesn’t prove anything. Maybe you were holding a boombox under my window.”

He bit his upper lip. Then, frowning, he rested his forearm on the table, leaned forward, and looked deep into my eyes. My heart jumped in my chest as I saw a glowing golden ring appear around his gray pupils.

My magic awakened, and I felt the tingle of energy in the tips of my fingers. I was still staring at him when he leaned back with his eyes now normal.

Get yourself together.I squeezed the cup between my hands to stop the trembling.

His frown vanished. “I’m just trying to help you.”

“Let’s say I believe you. Which I don’t. Not until I see you shift. But even if it’s true, it has nothing to do with me.”

“Yes, it does.”

“No. My mom doesn’t believe that vampires and werewolves exist. She always said that if they were real, she would know.”

“I see,” he muttered under his breath. His gaze lost focus. It seemed that my words triggered something in his mind. “Okay,” he said, coming back to reality. “If your mom doesn’t know anything, then you’ll need me even more.”

He was trying too hard to make me believe. To trust him. Why?

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