Denver's POV
As soon as I realized that it wasn't my thought and it could be real. The fact that my inner wolf nudged me for the first time after all these months, then it was true.
I rushed out of the elevator and approached the counter.
The receptionist looked shocked at my sight because I have always been keeping a cold and professional font. Why did I look so desperate and disorganized?
"Sir, it's everything the problem?" She asked courteously.
"Umm, not actually." I tried to compose myself.
"That lady, where is she?" I asked her cryptically.
"Oh that fair lady? She was looking for someone but unfortunately he isn't in our hotel so I sent her out." She explained to me meticulously and I sighed.
"Did she tell you her name?" I asked anxiously.
"Yes. She is Miss. Bella." She paused.
"Boss, do you know who she is? I mean, I haven't seen you so interested in someone as you are right now." She spilled cautiously.
