Dorian

I can’t help myself when I follow the pretty singer when she steps outside. I shouldn’t be so intrigued with her, but I am. I tell my dad I’m going out for a smoke. I don’t smoke anymore, well, not daily. I’m known to social smoke and drink, but with my military mind set, I don’t allow bad habits as often as I used to. The pretty singer makes her way to the gazebo. I give her a few moments to herself before I approach her. 

“You must be new here. I would remember your face and voice.” I comment as I lean on the door frame. Her back is to me, but not for long as she turns around to face me. 

“I’ve been here for about three months. You don’t have to worry. I’m perfectly safe to be around the residents of the home.” She reassures me with a smile. 

“Why would you be a danger to the residents? You look innocent to me, or maybe it’s just that outfit.” I look at her name tag it reads Ana making sure my father did indeed tell me the right name. With his memory issues I have to confirm information he tells me. 

“You know, the whole wolf girl thing. I’m a half-breed. We legally have to tell people.” She informs me as she takes a deep breath like she is trying to calm herself down. Almost like she doesn’t want to panic. 

“You’re half-breed?” I question, keeping my tone even as to not raise her panic. I can tell she is afraid of being judged. I see it all the time with my sister every time she talks to our mom. That look of please accept and don’t reject me. My sister is forever trying to be the perfect princess for our mom. For Ana it’s different. She wants to be accepted for what she is. I understand that on some level. 

“I am.” She confirms. Does she know who I am? It would explain why she hasn’t called me Prince or Your Highness. It’s honestly refreshing, but curious at the same time. 

“I take it you didn’t grow up in Beldoore?” I question, moving into the gazebo. 

“You would be correct. My werewolf family sort of rejected me after my dad died. So, here I am hoping to find a better home on Beldoore. So far, it’s better.” She replies, leaning her back against the banister. Good, she’s relaxing. 

“Humans aren’t always the most accepting either, but we try to be more open. I’m definitely more open than most. I like the different. Has anyone ever told you that you should sing professionally?” I question, moving closer the curious creature in front of me. 

“My Aunt Judy. I think my dad hoped all the voice lessons would somehow get me noticed, but werewolves care more about physical sports and things along those lines. Talents like singing tend to get overlooked.” She answers, honestly. 

“Judy St. Claire is your aunt?” I question. She nods her head yes. She just keeps getting more interesting by the moment. I do recall her saying she had a niece, but she never mentioned her being a half bread. Then again, she might not divulge that information so willingly, afraid of being judged. I’m drawn to her on a level no woman has attracted me on this level before. It’s not the halfbreed thing, although it does add to her allure on some level it’s not what draws me to her. 

“If you want, I could help you make that singing dream a reality. Lucky for you, humans like entertainment, and I think you would shine like the moon. How do you feel about Luna as your stage name?” I ponder, loving how this is all coming together in my head. 

“Why would do that and what would be the price?” She inquires, narrowing her eyes at me. Smart to not just jump on a deal of a lifetime without a little skepticism. Just another thing to add to the list of how she is captivating me. 

“I’m a prince with money at disposal. I like projects and helping the underdogs. So what do you say, Wolf Girl, you want to make those dreams come true?” I counter question, stepping close to her. Now, there is not much of a gap between us. 

“You still never told me what it will cost.” She softly demands. 

“Nothing unless you want to end up in my bed, then I wouldn’t complain. It’s not a requirement. I’ll help you because you have a good voice, and you deserve to have people admire you for it.” I reply, leaning closer to her. I have to put the offer out there because she is clearly attracted to me. She is being timid about it.

“Sounds like you want something in return, it’s just unspoken.” She points out. “I’m not looking to be secretly used. Been there and done that.” 

“I wouldn’t dream of such things. It was just a suggestion as something bonus for us to enjoy. Well, if you don’t want my help, that’s fine by me. I won’t force you, Wolf Girl.” I say as I back away. 

“Wait. What if interested in your offer?” Caught her.

“Then let’s make you a star. Do you cell phone? I’ll give you my number. We will plan a time to talk and get you in a studio.” I reply. She offers me her phone and I put my name and number and saving it to her phone so she has no excuses before handing it to her the cell back. “Text me when you are ready, Wolf Girl.”

“Wait, you really are a prince?” She questions look at my title on her phone. 

“I am. I might not be as popular as my siblings, especially my brother, who is king, but I am indeed a part of the royal family,” I answer her.

“You must think I’m a fool for not knowing who you are. I’m sure I probably broke a lot of rules just now that I’m not even aware of.” Her cheeks heat with embarrassment. 

“Just call me your highness or prince when others are around. I’ll walk you through the human culture. Seems you have a lot to learn about your human side.” I state before turning and walking away. I need to get back to my dad. I also need her to leave her curious so she reaches out to me. 

There are a lot oprutintities that will come from helping her. There’s the potential for several different types of relationships to form between us from profession to personal and all the messy things in between. Ana has my attention, and that’s not always easy to do. I’m eager for her to reach out but I also can be a very patient man.