The man stood across the street, watching Avira as she walked with Malia. Despite everything she had been through, she still had a glow about her. She had even gained a little weight, and he couldn’t help but admire the way she moved. His eyes lingered on her legs, and a satisfied smile spread across his face. Soon, she would be ours. He had watched her at the hospital, carefully avoiding the eyes of the werewolf who had been following her. He had been patient, waiting for the right opportunity to approach her without raising suspicion. Now that he had finally found one, he wasn’t going to waste it. He stepped forward, pretending not to notice her, and deliberately bumped into her. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he said quickly, bending down to help her pick up the shopping bags she had dropped. “It’s fine,” Avira replied, taking the bags from him. He smiled at her, studying her face. “Have you regained your memory yet?” Avira frowned. She searched his face, trying to figure out if
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