(Author's POV)
'I need to have a talk with Wendy. I don't want her to get involved and be caught up between werewolves. He may seem harmless, even innocuous, but I know how dangerous he and his world are," Myra thought as she followed Dion with her eyes.
Unconsciously, she was eyeballing his every single move. From the way he was interacting in the class to his body language. His talk, his walk, whether he was looking at her or Wendy. What expression he was making. Even his hand placement, the way his fingers were loosely interlinked with his elbows at his waist. She has been observing it all.
Andy again came close to her, though he maintained a safe distance this time, trying not to repeat what happened a few moments ago. He then said in a lower, raspy voice, "Are you also captivated by Dion Everests's charm?"
Myra tilted her head to look at Andy and calmly replied, "I was just being attentive in his lecture. Why did you say that?"
