KIRA’S POV.

I looked around as I tried to sight him but he was nowhere to be found. It was fifteen minutes past Five. About thirty minutes that I had sat in this same spot while waiting for him to come. I had sent him a letter in return to tell him the spot I wanted us to meet.

It was an open garden eatery with the green grasses cut neatly. Umbrellas spread up to shield the Wolves from the sun. The flowery tablecloths of different colors and designs spreader out on the tables with some flower vases sitting beside the chairs.

“ Hi, sorry I’m late.” He said from...