Mr Wolf And Diane 소설 & 이야기

I turned around to see who was talking; ‘No, I’m serious, they were seen!’. What was she talking about? Raven and the others saw I was staring and decided to listen in too. ‘Who are you talking about?’ Someone asked her. ‘Mr Wolfe. Apparently, someone saw him with a student over the weekend’. My blood went cold. What?! Who? How?! It was impossible! We had stayed at his house... Unless people were looking through his windows, there is no way on this planet someone had seen Toby with me or any other student.

"The run is almost over, and the buses will be leaving soon." Before I could say thank you, he turned and disappeared into the trees in a blur of speed. I turned to Diane, who was huddled behind me. "Are you okay?" "Yes," she breathed, her eyes wide. I looked toward the spot where the gray wolf had disappeared. "Diane... do you know who that was?" "Yes," she said, nodding. "Alpha Storm." I just nodded. We didn't waste any more time. We ran back toward the edge of the woods. I grabbed my folded clothes from where I had hidden them and gave them to Diane so she wouldn't have to walk back to the guest house naked.

Diane teased as she glared at her. "C'mon, don't spoil my mood!" She tongues out to tease her back. "Girls! Stop bickering… We're in our mids of our breakfast!" Reminding the two, and shaking his head, the two stop as the old one goes back into reading New York Times while drinking coffee. And Daniel was getting used to the two. That's a normal scene on the Williams Mansion now, livelier and field with love. "Sorry!" The two girls said at the same time, Diane's act makes everyone laugh at the same time… She knocks her fingers on the table and said "Money for me!"

Diane exclaimed “What do you do?” Olivia asked curiously. She was wondering what her job could be when she was already the sister to a billionaire “Me? I'm a model” Diane replied. Olivia's mouth formed an O, as if she was just grasping the fact that she might have seen her pictures in magazines. She actually had the face of a model. Almost all female werewolves do. Diane parked in front of a hotel. Or rather Liam's hotel. He had given firm command that she should be taken there and also lodged in his private suite, confirming Diane's suspicion that he was in love with the woman.

Diane asked when she finally returned with two glasses. I shrugged. “Not really.” “I did,” she smiled, lifting her glass at a hot stranger a few feet away. I took a sip of my drink and sighed, now searching the crowd for someone hot enough to make my revenge worthwhile. I was serious about getting even with Ryan, and I only had a few hours left before the clock hit twelve. I was getting desperate, didn't want to go home without an apology for Ryan, that's when I saw them. Elena and Marcus Monroe, Ryan’s parents. “Aren’t those your boyfriends' parents?” Diane gasped, we’d met them over summer break a year ago and recently, at his birthday.