Natasha’s pov
I eagerly looked forward to meeting him during our break. It had been so long since I had a proper conversation with a wolf. I just knew talking to someone from my territory would hit differently. As we didn’t get a long break, we went to a nearby café and ordered a sandwich and a frappe. The café I usually found boring was suddenly not that bad. Perhaps it was because I was looking forward to spending this time with Chad.
“So, tell me. What are you doing here? Wolves tend to stick to the territory.” I asked him while we waited for the waiter to bring us coffee.
He snickered. “I can ask the same question of you, pretty lady.”
“Ah, I asked you first,” I said, smiling at him.
He let out a chuckle. “Okay. I will tell, but once I am done, you should tell me why you are her
