Did you know that werewolves are real?
Did you know packs territories existed where you keep your foot?
Did you know that the idea of mates were true?
Well, Dr. Dayna Leah Wilson didn't know what was waiting for her. She has heard stories, children'...
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Chapter 4: Dayna Leah Wilson P.O.V-
I couldn't make myself watch Noah leave the hospital steps so I stayed in the lobby ever so often looking over my shoulder at the commotion.
Maybe it's that I'm sad that I was not able to fully help the boy, irrelevant of that fact that he was my first client ever. I felt that could do better but I didn't. I thought I had time. Guess I don't. Maybe I'm sad because of my momentum of compliance was broken in the middle, or rather, in the start of the procedure.
Or maybe it's because of that man, whose name I never can forget ever practically forged into my skull for some unknown reason, but who cares? I am a promised woman and I really don't have time for a headache, especially now.
My phone vibrates in my pocket. Looking at the caller ID, I sigh and pick up my remaining inner strength in me and accept the call.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Or at least call to makes sure that eventful night play again and again in my mind, reminding me that he exists despite trying to fool myself otherwise.
"Elijah?"
"Hello Dayna, how was your day?" A deep voice that I was just starting to get familiar with starts to talk. No introductions, no hellos back. Just a flat, plain and boring start to the conversation I am least interested in. Well, here goes...
"It was...eventful, to say the least. How was yours?"
"Fine. Did you have dinner?"
"No, not yet. Why?"
"I'd like to take you out for dinner. I've already made the reservations, I hope you don't mind. I'll be there in an hour and a half."
"Okay." That came out as more of a question than an answer, which I'm probably sure that he doesn't mind, or care, or pay attention to.
"Oh! And it's a date." I can already imagine the teasingly lazy smile on his face, especially on the latter part of his sentence.
"Right."
"See you soon darling." He waits a beat and then he cuts the line. No surprise there.
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