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Chapter 81: My Knight in Shining Armor.~ Gwen ~The details of what happened right after that enormous beast jumped to my defense were mostly a blur. But I distinctly remembered the way the creature looked down at me. There was an uncanny sense of recognition in its gaze. It wasn't just some wild animal; it was a werewolf. And when I caught the unmistakable glow of those intense blue eyes, the fog in my mind cleared just enough for me to realize the truth. It was Yates. He had tracked me down and saved me.I remained frozen on the damp grass, my vision swimming as I watched him dominate the space, easily driving those two predatory guys away. Before I could even attempt to process it, the weight of the alcohol dragged me under, leaving me too sluggish to speak. I had wanted to tell him how terrifying his wolf form truly was up close, but the words wouldn't form. I was trapped in a strange paradox of intense fear and overwhelming relief—fearing the massive predator standing before me,

Chapter 83: Fabricated Lies.~ Gwen ~"That’s Jerome. He’s going to knock on the front door any second, so you need to get out right now," I whispered frantically.I scrambled across the mattress, snatching his discarded shirt and heavy jacket from the chair, shoving them toward him. But moving that fast was a massive mistake. A sharp wave of dizziness hit me, and the pounding in my head flared up so badly that my balance gave out completely. I staggered sideways. Yates moved instantly, catching me by my upper arms before I could hit the floor."Hey, are you alright?" he asked, his brow furrowing with immediate concern."I’m fine," I lied, quickly pulling out of his grip and forcing the bundle of clothes into his chest. "Just put your clothes on and get out.""How am I supposed to leave when Jerome is literally standing on your front porch?" he pointed out, quickly throwing his shirt over his head and pulling his jacket on."When you snuck in here last night, did you walk through my f

Chapter 85: Is It Jealousy or Curiosity?~ Yates ~The second my feet hit the pavement outside Gwen's house, I hit the ground running. I was incredibly lucky that Jerome had been focused on the front porch; otherwise, he would have caught me slipping right out of her bedroom window. I crossed the street in record time, slipping inside my own house and locking the door behind me.I leaned against the wood, letting out a long breath. "Phew. That was way too close," I muttered to the empty hallway.Desperate to wash off the leftover grime from the block party and the scent of the woods, I stripped down and threw myself under a steaming shower, quickly scrubbing my skin and brushing my teeth. Once I felt human again, I wandered downstairs to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. My stomach was entirely empty.Instead of food, I found a handwritten note sitting on the kitchen counter. I recognized my dad's messy handwriting immediately. I picked up the paper and skimmed the line

Chapter 87: My New Nemesis.~ Yates ~My dad paused, looking up at me with a look of pure disbelief. "Damn it, Yates. You are twenty years old and you are already completely broke? What a total shame.""Well, hockey has been taking up literally all of my free time, so it's not exactly my fault I can't hold down a regular job," I defended myself, a defensive grin breaking across my face. "But hey, I love playing the game, so it's worth it.""I know, I know," he chuckled, his expression softening. He pulled his leather wallet out of his back pocket, slipped out a few crisp bills, and handed them across the desk. I took the cash, sliding it safely into my pocket. "Make sure you grab yourself something decent to eat while you're out, too.""Sure thing, Dad," I nodded, pushing myself up from the chair and heading toward the door."I'm probably going to be stuck here working late tonight, so you should probably just order a pizza or something for yourself," he called out after me. "I defini

Chapter 89: Do I Want Him Again?~ Gwen ~"And then Gideon finally called Jerome, and he told us that he had already driven you back to your house because you were completely intoxicated.""He told you I was intoxicated?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow."Well, no, he used a nicer word, but I’m just substituting it because I know exactly how much alcohol you drank last night," she joked. "But that doesn’t even matter. What matters is that I was worried sick, and I’m just incredibly thankful Jerome was looking out for you.""Yeah, he was," I murmured, a pang of guilt hitting me. "There was absolutely no need for you to worry.""Of course I had to worry, Gwen! You are my absolute best friend," she insisted. "I would have blamed myself entirely if something terrible happened to you out there. I’m the one who practically forced you to go to that party in the first place, remember?""El, absolutely nothing bad happened. Jerome got me home completely safe and sound," I assured her."Which I