Luis
It was ridiculous. I was searching for the fragrance of that seductress. The servants were looking at me like I was crazy as I wandered around in search of the scent. They were right to give me those stares... Because I was f*****g crazy! Why was I doing this? I was Luis Vaders for fucksake. I couldn't be acting like this over a woman. I had many men and women at my beck and call, but it was like I was bewitched and only wanted one woman. My one-night stand. My inner lycan, Loki, was going crazy, purring at her scent. This was perilous. I couldn't form such an attachment.
When I was eighteen years old, I qualified to be an Elite force. We were highly trained and went on dangerous secret missions for the pack. We were trained to be assassins, spies, and everything we could in our pac
