Hello lovelies!
I hope you enjoy this book!
Drakov at the top! ;)
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My fingers grasped my camera after taking another picture.
I blew out an agitated breath. Today was not a good day to capture anything on film. The scenery, of course, was as beautiful as always, but my state of mind was all over the place.
I was officially living in my own house with a good job as a photographer. The reality of it all hit me hard. Finally, I could be free from disapproving parents and what few misunderstanding friends I had. My aloha was very understanding with my need to explore outside the pack territory.
A female wolf should be searching for her mate at my age of 19, but I just wanted to be free.
My gaze shifted to a snowflake landing softly on a winter kissed tree. Its branches dipped lower then usual from the slight weight of the snow.
The best part about my house was that it was more of a cottage in the middle of the woods which gave me much needed solitude in the busy world I lived in.
The chilly air nipped at my nose and raised goosebumps under my thick sweater and jacket, but I didn't mind. Heat and myself did not get along very well so this change of scenery felt nice.
Snow crunched under my boots as I walked further into the endless amount of trees.
I snapped a few pictures every once in a while and even captured one of an all white bunny running through the snow. A smiled graced my lips while raising my head to the sky.
After a few more clicks, my feet led me back to my cabin. The thought of hot chocolate convinced me to walk a little faster then normally.
Coffee was definitely a no for me. It tasted almost like sour dirt. Not that I'd ever tasted sour dirt before but I'd assume if I did, it would taste very similar. Just thinking about the bitter liquid had my stomach rolling.
Once inside, I slid off my coat and placed my camera on the counter. I grasped my new cup of joe in my hands a short while later. The heat warmed my chilled fingers and spread a hot soothing feeling all over my body.
The phone rang, bringing me out of my chocolate induced coma.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Siren! Hey, it's Lauren. Boss said you need to check in at three for a photoshoot."
"Okay. No problem. Who's the new client?" I asked while checking the time. It was already 2:03.
"Drakov Swinley." She replied with a smile in her voice.
"I'm assuming this Drakov guy is another participant in your wild sex fantasies right, Lauren?"
"I'm hurt that you would even assume such a vile thing even if you are absolutely right!" She huffed.
Chuckling, I said, "Exactly. Well, if he is anything like the others, he's too obsessed with his own face to even look at you."
"Even so, I've seen his pictures and he's a total sex god. I have the right to admire from a far! Anyways, time to go. Boss needs me to make some more calls. Bye!" She says hanging up.
I smiled down at my phone. Lauren was always going goo goo eyed for every male model that walked into the building. And every time, she was left disappointed. Every male model I'd come across was as egotistic and self centered as the rest. Sometimes I wished I were assigned to more scenery projects then these fakes.
