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Chapter 2 - CATHY

You?" Cathy's voice abruptly stopped and her gaze was suddenly fixed at a tall , gigantic man standing before her. He had sculptured features and his aura kept people at bay. His scent was suppressed as if he was trying to make sure no one figured out who he was .

He's lips curled as a smile broke, exposing his milky white teeth. She trembled again, suddenly regretting wearing a skirt that hung slightly above her knees because he stared at her like some piece of snack.

Cathy felt sick on her stomach, just by looking at him, all the memories of that night came crushing inside her head. Nomatter how much she tried to block them. She wanted the ground to swallow her. How can she make such a big mistake. Yes promiscuity is nothing much to warewolves. Considering that they always see each other naked when they shift, surely exposing some b*tt is not a huge deal...but ...but what could be more embarrassing than getting laid in a fucking car? Aaaah... Where should she look!

"Hello miss..is everything okay?" Elton asked snapping his fingers Infront of her. She watched his lips move as if dancing to some music. His lips were juicy and his scent. Aaah.. isn't it a crime to be this handsome. How can he be so dashing. Aaaah and , and why is he calling her 'miss' . Did he forget that beautiful night. Did he forget what happened in the car? She surely told him her name back then , but anyway ....

"Are you crushing on me...you know staring is ..." Elton whispered. She could feel his breath washing on her neck. His hot breath and his fragrance made her lungs scream for more.

"Sir .. I , I " she stammered trying to bring herself back to reality. How can she get carried away.

"Sir I ...I'm here for the job interview " she cursed herself internally. If she knew this man would be the one to welcome her, she wouldn't even think of applying for the interview. But now that she was so close to getting the job. She had to compose herself and be representative. Nomatter how dashing this guy looked.

"Okay, miss urmm...".

"Richardson, Catherine Richardson sir. " She said after clearing her thoughts. This man... Did he really forget. She sighed.

"Oooh yes! " He exclaimed. "miss Richardson, do we perhaps know each other?"

'What!', Catherine was infuriated. 'Bloody assh*le'. She cursed internally. 'How dare you act innocent Mmmmm'.. she was enraged. 'This man ... He took her first time and doesn't even remember her name. How dare this a££hole! He doesn't know how much she waited for that day. To give someone special her first time. 'sir..you're special I want to give you my first time' she smiled at the thought, she had sounded stupid that day. Alcohol will make you do things you'll forever regret.

"Miss Richardson, is everything alright? " He enquired again, this time with a serious face.

"Umm sorry sir. I don't think we've met before"

"What" he frowned.

" I mean everything is okay sir" she said, clearly embarrassing, she just buttered nonsense!

"Sure.." he said as an afterthought. "So as I was saying , we've looked into your files. You don't have a tainted criminal record, your results are indeed eyecatching and you come from a very respectful family. Therefore you're hired at the Laten pack house.. From this moment onwards your solemn focus should be on making sure the kings quarters are clean and his meals are prepared on time, you're dismissed". Cathy nodes grabbing her handbag and rushing outside before pressing her tiny body on the wall to catch a deep breath.

She wanted nothing more than getting out of this man's sight at the moment. This st"pud man. He shoiuld be bowing to her everytime they met because he got her first time. Does he even know how many more many crie for this opportunity?

"Miss , are you sure you're okay? " She jumped. ' I'm not okay you a**hole. I gave you my first time and you're acting like a bl**dy rascal. How dare you!' She wanted to scream at him. But .. "Yes sir. Umm I'm just excited I got the job ". She forced a smile before storming outside heading back home.