Chapter Two

"Good morning, Evelyn," said Steven as she walked into the office and past his desk.

"Morning," she replied.

Evelyn has known Steven for the past twenty two years. They grew up and did everything together. He was perfect with his dark brown hair, green eyes, and a body that was well muscled from what he did as a second job. He was intelligent, powerful, and kind. He was always there for her, even though she knew that it cost him dearly. He helped her in her greatest time of need, and she has never forgotten that.

She reached her desk, frantically looking everywhere on and round it. "What are you looking for?" asked Steven.

"My purse," she said as she looked under a stack of papers.

"I doubt it would be under those," he said, holding back his laughter. She's cute when she's all flustered he thought.

"I know that," she snapped. She stopped her search and childishly stomped her foot. "I can't seem to find it and all my stuff is in it. I had to stay at Anne's place last night."

A jab of jealously went through him. Why couldn't she have asked him to stay at his place? "Where is the last place you put it?"

"I brought it to work with me yesterday, as I always do, and then….," she trailed off, now knowing what had happened to it.

"And then?" Steven asked.

"I must have dropped it when I walked into that guy last night."

"You walked into a guy last night?"

"Yes, but….Steven," she said quietly. "He didn't….feel right, you know?"

He nodded his head. "What did he look like?"

"Well…" Hot. "I don't really know…it was dark and all."

"Uh huh," Steven said.

Suddenly, the phone on her desk started to ring. "Hello," she said, "this is her. Oh, okay…Thank you. Yes, you too." She put down the phone.

"Who was that?"

"It was the front desk. They have something that belongs to me."

She left the office, took the elevators down, and walked towards the front desk. She stopped midway when she saw a figure that she recognized, standing at the front desk. It was the guy she crashed into.

As if he sensed her, he looked in her direction and gave her a big grin. She gave him a confused smile and walked up to him and the front desk. "Hello, Evelyn," said Claire, the elderly woman who managed the front desk.

"Hi," she answered back.

"A Mr. Walker is here to return an item of yours," she said, indicating to the man.

"Yes," said the mysterious stranger—Mr. Walker, "I found this last night." He reached into his leather jacket and brought out her purse.

Evelyn sighed in relief, happy that she finally had it. "Thank you," she replied as he handed it to her. "Bye." She quickly turned around and started to walk away. A tug on her arm stopped her.

"Yes," she said, looking at Mr. Walker.

"I was wondering if you were doing anything later," he said.

"Why do you care?"

"I was wondering if you would like to go out with me tonight."

Evelyn just stared into his dark gray eyes. No. No. No. Something inside of her was telling her no. He was dangerous. Stay away from him.

"I don't think so," she said quickly and then walked at a faster pace than usual to the elevators, where Steven was.

His eyes were on Mr. Walker the whole time, not once looking at Evelyn who was now beside him. She pushed the elevator up button. "Is that him?"

"No," she lied, knowing what Steven was thinking. She didn't want anything to happen to him.

Steven finally looked at her. He raised his eyebrow, not believing what he heard. "Really?"

The elevator doors opened. She looked at him, straight into his green eyes. "Really," she said before walking into it.

It was eight o'clock p.m., the moon high in the dark, cloudless sky.

Nathan was standing across the street from where the human female, Evelyn, worked, waiting for her to come out. Thoughts ran all threw his head. Why was he waiting for her? Why did he want to be close to her?

He wanted her. He loved her hair, smile, eyes, skin, and scent. He wanted to take a bite of her flesh, feel the warmth of her blood in his mouth, smell and see the fear in her hazel eyes. He quickly pushed the thought of his beast away. He didn't want to hurt her, his human side kept telling him. He didn't want to hurt her…

"What are you doing?" asked a voice to his left. Nathan quickly turned his head and saw that it was Mark.

"I didn't sense you coming," Nathan said honestly.

"Really?" said a shocked Mark. "That's not like you… What's on your mind?"

He didn't answer, but looked towards the office building instead.

"Let me guess," continued Mark, "is it what your father talked to you about?"

Nathan tensed, that was one of his current problems, but not the one he was thinking about. "How did you find out?"

Mark shrugged. "The grapevine. Some wolf said that in order to stop the feuds between the two packs, they are arranging a marriage for you and the other Wolf King's daughter, Jessica."

"I am not going through with it," Nathan said angrily.

"I knew you wouldn't." Mark decided to change the subject, knowing that Nathan didn't want to talk about it. "Anyways, what are you doing?"

"Nothing. Go away."

The doors of the building opened, the human female walked out. He took a step to go follow her, but stopped. Mark was still with him.

"Who's the human?" he asked.

"Why do you ask?" Nathan asked quickly.

"Considering that when she walked out, it looked like you wanted to go to- Hey! Where are you going?"

Nathan was ignoring his friend as best he can, while walking towards Evelyn.

"I hope you know what you are doing," he heard Mark say before he quickly left him alone.

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