Ava’s POV“There are hot breeds in California, Ava. You needed to see how beautiful this guy was. The moment he entered the café, the whole atmosphere changed. His masculinity filled the room. He was giving off the ‘werewolf vibe’. I mean, he looked so hot in his casual jeans and baggy top. His hair was sleek and neat that I felt like running my hands through it. His eyeballs were intriguing. And his face was perfected by his plumb lips that made his boxy smile looked so seductive when he smiled. His voice was so deep and soothing as he talked to me. Ava, I think I’m in love!”I rolled my eyes as I listened to Jasmine’s continuous rant about her newfound crush. Typical Jasmine! She always falls for any guy with a fine face. I have listened to stories such as these numerous times that I have lost interest in knowing how things ended between her and her so-called hot breed. “Enough with this your werewolves sham. This is the 21st century. We are not characters in a fairytale. There is

Ava’s POVI bounced excitedly as I exited my car. I couldn’t wait to share the good news. I smiled happily as I opened the main door to the café.“Welcome!” The automated voice on the main entrance greeted me as I entered and scanned the café for my dear friend at the counter, but she was nowhere to be found.Oh, did I tell you? Jasmine was actually the owner of the café, that was the main thing she chose to do when we graduated from college. I almost had a fight with her about her choice of work because I didn’t understand how someone who studied the same course as me would settle for opening a café when she could use credentials to get a job in her line of field.But as much as I argued the point with her, the only thing Jasmine told me was that she loved her job. She went on and on about how it was her dream to open a café where people would be able to relax and chat. But I actually know that the main reason was for her to see different kinds of hot men in suits every day. Typical