Not His'

Chapter 15

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Wilheilm's POV:

"thank you" muttered Felisha in French as she handed out the fare to the cab driver.

The night arrived faster than we expected. All the street lamps are now being lighted and the city becomes more lively as the night atmosphere once again revived in the city air. As we travel, we spotted a great view for their famous landmark called Eiffel Tower. Although, the though of us prioritizing Elea's safety comes forth into my mind. I disregard the thought and went onwards.

It was several hours of travel, and it seems to me that every seconds that passed by, I became more and more restless, anxious. The moment the cab halted in an unfamiliar building, I immediately hopped out. Assuming to myself that the sooner we make a move, the safer that Elea would be.

My insides continues to churn and I can feel my owm complex becomimg pale. My wolf also been becoming restless by the minute. I can picture him pacing back and forth inside my mind. Even the though of Felisha being safe within our grasp, is isn't enough to make him calm and composed.

I scanned the building just standing in front of me. I scowl as I see how it stands between two elegant restaurants and how unconvincing it is.

How come people here didn't renovate this place yet?

"wow," Simeon stated, the moment he hopped off the cab. "is this the place where we can find your friend?"

"you didn't mention that your friend owned a restaurant" Rheimund further mused as he eyes both restaurant. I secretly rolled my eyes at him and went to fix my bag instead. "so...which restaurant he owned?" he asked.

Felisha puffed out air before answering, looking uncomfortable. I mean, I would be feeling the same if I am in her shoes. "he doesn't own any restaurant" she curted, leaving both lost lambs hanging their jaws open, probably getting the idea that this friend of hers would be a little too hard to deal with.

I shake my head at them and turn to follow Felisha walking towards the shabby building. The building is only a half the size of the restaurant each side of it, and one-fourth of its width.

"just to remind you guys, Papi Tati is quite a strange human for my taste. He may act a little too comfortable even when it is the first time you meet, but don't let it bother you" she stated seriously when we reached the supposed to be porch of the building.