Eight

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Ian smile was calm, and breathtaking as it centred at me, and somehow I wish I didn’t meet him. He didn’t deserve to meet a human, who had the intense potential of turning into a werewolf, but I couldn’t also leave because that was rude. Ian had been nothing, but accommodating with me. I tried to put on a smile which didn’t look at all like me in the least, and then walked over to him. It was quite evident he was a bit known because a few of the girls were looking at us curiously. “Maya, come on.” He called out. I stopped in front of the desk. “Thanks, but I think…” “I think you should eat. I saved you some burgers and a healthy coke. You would need something in that stomach of yours. This is Spadeville dear. If you don’t eat, you can’t function here,” he pointed out smartly. I sighed

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