Twenty-Five
Marissa "Thanks," I muttered as Linda handed me a cup of coffee and a plate of toast and eggs. The dining hall buzzed with werewolf employees eating breakfast, conversations overlapping around us. Linda was becoming a friend, though I still kept my guard up after what Genevieve had done. Trust didn’t come easily, but since we were both unmarried, we had more in common than most. There was a quiet grace about her that I couldn’t help but notice. I blew on my coffee, sensing she had something on her mind. "So… you and Hector?" I blinked, caught off guard. I set my coffee down. "What about me and Hector?" She took a bite of toast, choosing her next words carefully. "Are you two… seeing each other?" I hadn’t expected that. Her tone was casual, but there was something cautious in the way
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