The sound of the waves beating against the shore served as the music that filled the silence. The cool breeze complimented it, making the ambience just right.
A beautiful young lady sat alone, a bottle of soft drink in hand. Her long hair swayed behind her back from time to time. She seemed unbothered, lost in thoughts.
She was so lost that she failed to notice the man watching her. Colt was afraid that he would make things worse if he approached.
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Coming back today was a decision he made after he spoke with Ian. He, a man raised and trained to kill werewolves, never expected to find a friend in one.
Although Ian was older, Colt found a friend in him. The Beta was one of the wisest people he had the pleasure of interacting with. Once upon a time, he like other agents was opposed to joining hands with the wolves.
But now, he could see how limited his knowledge was in most aspects of life. For instance, love.
