~Zoe~
Before I could make a response to the bomb he just dropped on me, the door opened and the driver slid into the front seat. I assumed that the ramming on the roof of the car was a summons for him, which meant that the conversation was over. I was left with my thoughts.
I knew that Niklaus was rich, we all knew that because there was no way he lived in a mansion without being able to boast of a lot of billions in his account. But I didn’t know that he had also spread his wings into the human world.
How many of the shoppers knew that the property they were moving on was owned by a werewolf? How many of the police officers knew that the money that got deposited in their accounts at the end of the month came from the man who was seated beside me? But wasn’t the government supposed to
