Natasha’s pov
Shit. In the excitement, I left the main door unlocked.
It was at that moment that I realised I had gotten myself into deep trouble. Chad wasn’t the guy I thought he was. The excitement I previously felt vanished, and it was replaced with angst. If Chad didn’t want to get intimate with me, why did he strip me naked? Was it all part of his pretence?
I glanced at the entrance to the room. It was opened a little, and the scent of another stranger diffused into the air. I knew that there was someone else in the living room. I always heard about the dangers of inviting strangers into your place, but I didn’t care about them. Being a werewolf, I was stronger than most of the males I brought back to my flame. However, that one wolf I met after such a long time ended up luring me
