Chapter Three
Simon stood on the sidewalk across from his office building and turned in a frustrated circle. The man and woman were gone. He didn’t understand how they had disappeared so quickly.
He drew in a deep breath, but all he could smell was the salt breeze and automotive exhaust. Frustrated, he rumbled a low growl of warning at Youssef when he jogged across the road. The beast inside him was pushing dangerously against his restraint.
There were many legends about werewolves in the world, and practically all of them were wrong. As far as he knew, there was only one that was correct and that was the effect of the full moon. His need to mate became insatiable. In previous years, he would find a willing female and f**k her to take the edge off. The beast inside had never reacted thi
