“It seems... we were destined to meet, weren’t we?” I raised an eyebrow in irritation.
“Don’t joke around! Who are you?” he growled, his eyes flashing with anger.
Kristen grabbed the man's arm and said, “He’s the one who helped me when someone stole my wallet.”
“But she has other intentions,” the man growled again.
“Oh, come on, you should be thanking him,” Kristen muttered. “By the way, if you don’t mind, would you like to join us for dinner, Barb—”
“Don’t invite strangers, Kristen,” the man quickly interrupted, as if trying to prevent me from discovering their secret.
Despite his hostility, I was sure he was a Shifter. He was different—more alert and aware.
I smirked, deciding to push a little. “I get it. Protective, aren’t you? But you should know, I’m not here to cause trouble.”
