"You want to know my name? Before I tell you who I am, what is your name?" Avel said with a smile.
"Larisa ...," She replied briefly.
Avel smiled. Today he had the proper prey to play with around. He had already imagined a heartbreaking scream escaping from that woman's mouth.
His cellphone vibrated. He took out his cellphone, which ware kept in his pants pocket. He frowned because he did not recognize the phone number printed on the screen of his cellphone.
He picks up the phone, dumbfounded to hear a voice from the other end of the line. The voice of the person speaking on the other side of the phone was the one he was dying to meet. He is none other than Igor Kraynov.
"Where are you?" asked Avel to Igor on the other end of the phone.
Igor didn't answer Avel's question, but he told her to behave himself. Don't let all humans know of werewolves.
