*Lupo*
Over the next few days, we settle into a routine. Or at least she does. I leave the club earlier, but I can't help returning later at night, unwilling to give up moments with this she-wolf who intrigues me more and more.
The hours spent at the club feel like an eternity. The tasks I once enjoyed, like inventorying and discussing strategies with employees, now seem tedious and time-consuming because they keep me away from Dotty. All I can think about is coming back to the residence for breakfast, listening to her talk about her plans for the day, which often involve trips to the market with Marla.
I made her promise not to get into any trouble or attack anyone, although she reluctantly agreed. I have to trust her, even if it might be foolish on my part.
On this particular morni
