The Wolf Hunter

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rest of the applicants, told Sheila to cancel his appointments, and left the building as quickly as he could. His breath was ragged, coarse, and he was wondering if he'd be able to even make it back to his place in time. He held on as best he could, keeping the wolf at bay as it kept trying to be released.
                 
    Abraham ran as far and as fast as he could, toward a protected forest land. Once there, he quickly stripped off his clothes and shifted, allowing his wolf to be freed. He'd spend a few hours in the forest, roaming, and return home. In the morning, he planned to call Lilith and offer her the job. In a few weeks, he hoped it would even lead to a date, if of course the reason she needed fewer hours wasn't because of a man. Please let it not be because she's taken, he thought to himself, please let it be anything but that.
     
    Everything was going according to his plan, up until it was a month into her employment. Lilith was an asset to the company, a complete godsend when it came to getting stuff organized and done. Productivity had doubled that month, and Abraham gave her sole credit. She was fast becoming his right hand, one that he wouldn't be able to do without.
     
    At the end of that month, she asked him if he wanted to grab a coffee after work. He had the feeling she didn't often ask men out and was both flattered and intrigued. Not to mention his utter relief that she was not already taken.
     
    They walked, making small talk about the office, to the shop around the corner. Ordering two espressos, they decided to split a slice of cheesecake as well. They sat in a remote table next to a window overlooking the city, while they found out more about each other.
     
    "What did you want to do when you grew up, Lilith?" he asked, knowing that most do not aspire to be someone's assistant.
     
    "I wanted to be a small animal veterinarian actually. I was very young, though. My parents being killed changed my plans quickly."
     
    "I can't imagine how much of a profound affect that had on you. I'm deeply sorry you had to go through that. May I ask how they perished?" he asked.
     
    "My parents went on a retreat to get back to nature, the basics, that sort of thing. I'd stayed with my grandparents that night while mom and dad rented a cabin. They were mauled by wolves." She spoke the last sentence in a bare threaded whisper.
     
    Abraham choked on his coffee, spewing the dark beverage all over the table, "I'm sorry did you say 'mauled by wolves'?"
     
    "Yes. I know, it's not common. It was horrific. Can we change the subject?" She was fidgeting in her seat, getting more and more uncomfortable.
     
    "Yes, definitely, let's do that. Now.... favorite movies?" Abraham didn't know how to take this new information. Her folks died by his kind. How on earth was he going to win her love when wolves were responsible for her being left alone?
     
    They continued chatting into the early evening, up until it was near closing time. Having left their cars at the office, they walked back to the office parking deck to retrieve them. Abraham walked her to her car, wishing the night wouldn't end. He was thrilled that he got to spend his days with her, and hoped that he could spend a few of his evenings with her as well. She had fire in her eyes but everything he had seen screamed softness to him. She was gorgeous, curvy, and he couldn't stop thinking of how she'd feel in his arms.
     
    "This was nice. I'd love to take you to dinner one night." He said as he walked her to her car.
     
    "I'd like that." She smiled coyly, and some of the hardness in her eyes faded for a moment. She leaned up and kissed him softly on the cheek.
     
    "I'll call you." He said.
     
    "You won't need to. I'll be here at 8AM tomorrow." She said sheepishly, allowing the smallest of smiles to cross her face.
     
    He wagged his finger at her as he turned to get into his car and drive back to his place.
     
    She stayed there for a moment. She realized

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