small key. I glanced back before climbing down the woo

as affordable. I reread the address he had sent me. It was somewhere

feet for pedals. Slight bending a

here were a lot of things to be scared of, like dying with hunger, seeing my sister's br

er not to ask for the details of the cases. It wasn't always good

wooden house. I

den house in the centre of the wood. I was expecting grimy panes, a house cover

the address. It wasn't the wrong pl

y phone in the pocket. I

run away after seeing

slipped my hand in my bag, clasping it for dear life, I

e hammer, I hugged the bag to my chest, the

white-painted wooden door. This house should be looking h

m this place. I held my breath and fastened my

ey stubble. He was wearing dark blue trousers and a white shirt. A black cotton scarf was hanging a

ft voice, "Always prepared," His smiling face came into view

and his only son, Cane, was married and staying in New York. He had asked Mr Morris to come to New York and

'm not late,

Miss." He moved a

s of herbs by smelling them. My smelling power was stronger than normal people. I felt blessed to have it. Sometimes, it saved me from unknown

s and an old but classic chandelier was hanging in the centre of the roof.

n praising my surroundings, I for

ris." I lowered my e

ouse. He looked close to Mr Morris's age. He was wearing a grey suit. He looked arist

is lips parted in a full smirk.

ting them in embarrassment. Opening my eyes, I shov

sorry word many times. I cast my head down and

Donovan Wolfe,"

im in the newspaper. I snapped my gaze at him and looked closely. His eld

llionaire. His younger son has joined the family business and he

." My voice was fu

ughts as he gazed at me without blinking his eyes. He g

e the best detective of the world. I glanced back at Mr Morris. I didn't know

" I asked. My job could call me at any time. But in the centre of t

display. There were no wrinkles on his fac

etaker for his granddau

rris to Mr Wolfe. Now I understand.

cked expression. I shouldn't. But I was in love with my

His small smile never wavered from his face, "

ing to stay there l

"Donovan is my friend. I trust

' though, I'm not a kid but my father

as no reason, I was going to kick the new job

ether. There was more he wanted to discuss. Perhaps! I wasn't

ou to the high school. So you could c

ed to study, too. But I have no money.

afford it. Ava is more important th

I'm fulfilling her wishes.

sigh lef

ster's study. I know the best doc

d huge. He must

you do this

me into something unple

y head. It

ouldn't go out of this house. If you pr

no option. I was accepting this job un

of his trousers, "My granddaughter n

at's con

asked, "Or she has gone through a

s house," Mr Morris's voice was

very serious.

uman," Don

chuckled. I clamped my lips t

e heard the sto

. I gulped and nodded my head slo

hey coloured? No! It can't be. My life isn't any horr

started t

led and rushed to the door. My hand hurried at the doorknob and I fastened it, "No!" It

d on my heels. My fo

cared of, child."

ng about werewolves. Are they real? I

controlling myself from not

rmless," Do

h it soon. So, I no

r. Her mother wasn't a shift

r!" I cut

an't shift into a w

gulped. It could be

is and nodded. My jaw

hesitated. I didn't k

go outside," He walked toward the

rris. Mr Wolfe closed the door. I

g me, making

ight, ready to tak

ing at my hands, "You wo

lking about

et now. Turning his pace into a run, he jumped into the air. His clothes were