The next morning, I got ready for work, wearing a nude dress with one sleeve and carrying my leather handbag. The assistant chef immediately handed me my favorite lemongrass tea as soon as I entered the kitchen.
"Thank you," I said, drinking it. I looked up the floor and turned to the door when a familiar scent hits me.
"Morning," Azriel greeted, they gave him dark coffee and he sat in front of me.
"You have bags under your eyes," he commented,
"Didn't have a good sleep?"
"No, mostly because I spent my evening being chased in the woods, what was that?" Now that I'm thinking about it, something was chasing me.
"I asked Wolf to scare you," he shrugged. I gaped at him and set my mug down on the table. His eyes were fixed on me.
"You were screaming and running," he
