58. Not Enemies

Esme's POV

Silvan left the next morning with promises to return as soon as the function was over.

The previous night had been a memorable one for me.

As I stood in front of the mirror studying my reflection, I couldn't help but notice the vivid hickeys Silvan had left on my skin.

A warm blush spread across my cheeks as I caressed the diamond necklace he had gifted me last night fondly, it was a reminder of the passionate night we had shared.

I left the bathroom to prepare for work when I received a notification on my phone and so proceeded to access it.

It's been a smooth process working with the team on the unifying project to provide the human government with a database.

The team was composed of both Lycans and humans while my own team for the first project had werewolves in higher numbers than humans.

But despite the fact that we are not the same, we worked diligently with unity, our differences not posing a threat to make us slag behind.

Besides, the humans could not discern tha