Luca dashed out of the dining room into the hallway, he was walking way too fast, he couldn't be blind. He saw me that night, he gave me a job, he picked me up, he opened the car door for me, he could tell when I was staring at him even with his eyes closed, he walked into this house himself, he had stared at me directly without missing my eyes, his mother must be blabbering."Luca, wait!" I ran after him, somehow I was scared he was going to fall if his mother turned out to be right."Go home, Mousey, dinner's over!" He walked into a room and slammed the door. I stopped, taken aback by his rage. "Luca..."I knocked on the door. "Luca, listen to me, please," I said softly as tears gathered in my eyes. I didn't understand why I was being emotional for a werewolf monster with family problems that I met in twenty-four hours.Luca was different, I could see it, he was more humane than the rest of his group. "Your family don't know what they're talking about. They're so deep-rooted into
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