Page 165 of The Moonborn's Curse

"Who let you in?" she asked through the closed door.

"Threk," he said casually. "He passed me the code yesterday."

She scowled. "You two are getting too close."

Back inside, she sat down with her laptop but barely touched it. Her screen blurred, the croissant half-eaten in her hand.

Because he was still there.

She could feel him.

Moments later, her phone buzzed with a message.

Ana:There's a yummy wolf outside your door. You playing Red Riding Hood to the Big Bad Wolf now?

Seren:He brought pastries. I'm ignoring him.

Ana:Girl... if you don't eat him, I will.

Seren:YOU'RE NOT HELPING.

Ana:Helping who? I'm just admiring those glutes. Is it him?

Seren:Him? You mean a certain clueless wolf with a name starting with H?.. Maybe.

Ana:I know another word starting with H...

Seren:Please don't.

Ana: Huge. I mean, did youseethose glutes? That's not a man, that's a walking thirst trap. What is he packing under those jeans? Because damn.

Seren:ANA!

Ana:Oh yes. I forgot. You don't know, do you?

Seren:I swear to all the gods if you don't stop-

Ana:My poor little virgin. Tell you what. You get tired of him moping around outside, you call me. I'll give him something to do with those thighs...A proper workout...Raawr.

Seren:I am blocking you

Ana:Not the first time. You will change your mind in ten minutes like the last time.

When Seren finally opened the door to get to work, her blouse - a floaty crinkle boho top in muted blues and soft cream patterns -fluttered gently around her as she moved. It cinched at the waist and framed her collarbones, the neckline loose enough to show a sliver of skin where her heartbeat fluttered beneath. With it, she wore a pair of black leggings- the kind that clung like a second skin. They hugged every curve of her backside, which had always been a point of fascination for a certain clueless wolf currently waiting outside with his latest offering.

Hagan's gaze flicked downward-brief, reverent-and she felt it like a caress as if his eyes had fingers and they were sliding slowly over the dip of her spine and the round curve of her arse. He fell into step beside her without a word, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Inside the Hollow Moon, he took a seat at the bar and ordered a Demonbrew.

Griff gave him a warning look from the back. Ryn narrowed her eyes like she was already planning to shank him with a straw. And Ana? Ana leaned across the counter, smiling wide, her ample cleavage on display.

"Well, hello muscles. Are you the dessert?" she purred, casting him a slow up-and-down look. "Because I'm counting carbs today, but Imightmake an exception."

Hagan blinked, startled.

Seren nearly dropped a tray.

He stayed the entire afternoon, watching. Just watching. Seren spent the rest of the afternoon pretending he wasn't there.

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