In the lingering echoes of the night, Richard lay in bed, still feeling the ethereal touch of his mother's presence. The weight of her words lingered in his mind as he grappled with the understanding that he, too, would bear the responsibility she spoke of.
The morning sun cast a soft glow through Richard's window as he pondered the cryptic visitation. The veil between the supernatural and his reality seemed thinner, and the secrets embedded in his family's history unraveled in his thoughts.
Determined to find answers, Richard embarked on his day, navigating the dual existence of being both a CEO and, unbeknownst to the world, a werewolf. The city buzzed with oblivious activity, unaware of the hidden realms that coexisted beneath its surface.
As the day unfolded, Richard attended to his
