Chapter 3

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Quinton's POV

My parents said that they will be out tonight, so I decided to hide in my room, to make sure that any of my brothers won't try to make me babysit their kids or something.

I already have plans, but I know that I would feel bad if I would refuse to help my brothers, so I will have to wait for my parents to go out, before I will go out.

I'm sure that they wouldn't mind if I went to the city, because despite the fact they I still live with my parents, I'm an adult now, and I can do what I want, as long as it's not against the pack laws.

But I know that they know that I have no human friends, so they would ask me why I want to go there.

And I'm not good at lying, so I don't want to put myself in a situation like that.

I have no idea how they would have reacted if I told them that I will be going out to see a call boy.

To be honest that's a bit against the pack laws, but not entirely.

One of the pack laws says that were not allowed to mate with anyone who isn't our mate, but that law is only for people who have found their mates already.

So, it's not affecting me for now, and I'm sure that I won't care about this law when I will find my mate, because I really doubt that I will want to see a call boy then.

When I hear that my parents leave the house, I take my phone out of my pocket, and I call Haven.

He picks up quickly, and we greet each other, before I go to the more important matter.

"Can we meet tonight?" I ask him, and he groans.

"I'm still away." He tells me.

"Weren't you supposed to come back a few days ago?" I ask him.

"I was, but my parents forced me to stay a week longer, apparently one of my sisters had a baby, and they want me to meet the kid." He tells me.

"Alright then." I say. "Maybe next time." I say, and I'm about to hand up, but he stops me.

"Wait." He says.

"Yeah?" I ask him, and he takes a few seconds, before he continues.

"I have someone that you might want to call." He tells me.

"Who?" I ask curiously.

Haven has been my only call boy, but I wouldn't mind to try something new.

"He's my friend, but I'm not sure how he will react, he never dated anyone,  but he kind of agreed to let me tell you to call him." He tells me, and I smirk already liking the idea.

"Kind of?" I ask him.

"Well, he didn't agree, but he hates his job, so he will most likely change his mind if you will try to convince him." Haven says.

"Alright give me his number." I say, and he hangs up, before he sends me the number.

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