"So you see, very much not romantically involved with my terrifying werewolf boss... despite what the rumor mill at company water coolers might suggest. I don’t even swing the way you two do!"
The jealous rage that had been roaring like a bonfire in my chest had contracted to a small ember that left me feeling foolish and exposed for my true thoughts. I’d been ready to tear this woman apart over a protection charm.
Verbally.
> And a little part of me wanted to try more than that. Werewolf hormones are something else! I guess a person good with such technology might look impressive even if they are fiddling slowly, compared to someone with only enough experience to be confused. That maniac hunter was living out there as he was alone and he had this much just laying around? Granted, he had no more idea than I did, I’m sure. But this JP that gifted it to him must have. Had the other person never contacted to let him know? No, that’s not true. All I can think of is that this really is incredible luck. If I’d deviated on my path toward the city at all, even if I’d chased down food in one direction more before heading back... Actually, she pretty much has only seen me in those times so far! What good luck?! I’m clearly cursed... <