48: Her Strapped Chiffon top

YVONNE—

"Oh, you? Brian?" Conan remarked. He had been approaching us just like a detective who had just caught the culprit behind a murder case, but upon realizing who the young man who was with me was, he was weak.

Brian turned in that direction upon hearing his name. "Conan!" he exclaimed, and a smile formed across his lips. He left me, heading to embrace Conan, who was approaching him as well.

"Wait, they even knew each other?" I wondered.

Upon approaching themselves, they hugged each other.

"Conan!" Brian called him, and after a few seconds of silence between them, they hugged each other for the second time.

"I really missed you, man. I'm so happy we finally came across each other again," Conan stated.

"So I did as well. I'm so happy to come across you again after almost ten years—ten fucking good years, man, since we attended the all-boys Alpha Academy," Brian stated.

Upon hearing that, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. I never thought Brian would even be a werewolf; talk mo