Craving the Wolf
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Alyssa
Flashback
The heat pressed against the city like a second skin, heavy and unmoving.
Alyssa had slipped into the small bookstore on Whitmore and Fifth, the cool, dusty air a quiet relief from the chaos outside.
She wandered through the narrow aisles, letting the worn spines of old books brush against her fingertips, trying to lose herself.
A voice broke the stillness.
"Looking for anything special?"
She turned.
A charming man stood a few feet away, a novel tucked loosely under one arm.