Kadeem
Kadeem's fingers drummed on the worn wooden table, each tap echoing his wolf nature that seemed to pulse through his veins like a restless storm. As he and Mateo sat in "The Howling Moon" – a popular werewolf bar – the atmosphere buzzed with primal energy, making it difficult for Kadeem to focus on anything but the growing strength of his inner wolf.
Since his memories had flooded back a few days ago, he had also been experiencing a full resurgence of his wolf. Scents and sensations bombarded him, dragging him under a tide of recollection. Flashes of memory assaulted him. The combination of the two was akin to an emotional atomic bomb.
He’d been avoiding Ardal at the gym, shuffling off quickly after training appointments, and shutting himself in his office.
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