Slave Mate to his Luna

Elena's POV:

Someone is following me.

And It's not the first time.

It was completely dark, and a string of neon lights illuminated the entire city of Ubi. It was cold, I exhaled slowly with a little white frost.

I wore very little, but I didn't feel that cold because I had a different physique from ordinary humans, and although I was still weak in werewolves, it was enough to resisting the cold.

Someone was following me, and I tried to shake him off. After passing through the glazed tree street, turning into the butterfly alley, and bypassing the green flower bank, the journey took longer than my usual way home, about 40 minutes to an hour.

That sticky feeling of being followed always haunted me and kept me from letting my guard down.

And around the alley for a long time, the feeling of stickiness slowly subsided. I wandered around for a while longer and returned to my apartment at almost midnight.

This apartment is very dilapidated, the best I could find, a floor of at least twelve households, the age has been very old, walking too fast, it will "creak and creak", often accompanied by neighbors yelling.

I live in the top floor of the attic. Too humid. Whenever it rains, the attic is more prone to water than other places, leaving it damp and moldy throughout the rainy season. I actually rarely live here. Mr. Christian bought a house in the very sunny Goldfish neighborhood, and I lived there at first. Still, a year ago, I decided it wasn't a good idea to start a business in Butterfly Alley.

In the most chaotic Butterfly Alley, I opened a pawn store, which was supposed to be a business loved by the Orientals, and it cost me a lot of money to take that store from an Oriental who was leaving Ubi City.

Two months ago, the pawn store was smashed, and I hurried back from the Goldfish neighborhood to find the glass doors smashed to smithereens, not like a robbery, but like a vent of anger.

I got someone to come and repack the store, and after only one night, it was smashed to smithereens again and the monitors at the door were in pieces, and their bodies were lying on the floor.

I can no longer live in the goldfish neighborhood. I have to guard the place day and night.

A month ago, I finally found the culprit, Robin, who fixed the locomotive in Butterfly Alley, he is a total landlord, he should not be human either, so we all can not call the police.

For Ubi City, the non-human thing, naturally, has its own solution. Therefore, our police reports are often not accepted.

He has harassed me more than once, and the first time I showed up in Butterfly Alley, he gave me a frivolous whistle, but he had a horrible look on his face that made the gesture look very ugly.

Whenever I see such a tough guy, I can't help but cower a little, but I will immediately react, this is no longer Mr. Leonardo's estate.

I turned my face away and made myself look expressionless. Over the years, I had gradually learned to get rid of my old habits.

I went to the bathroom to wash up, thinking about the peculiarities of this apartment, I still decided to use the stool against the door. I took a hasty shower, only to realize that it was probably too cold outside, and at that moment, my face was pale as if I was in shock.

I looked at myself in the mirror, my old long hair had been cut short when Randall was born, and my skin was in much better shape after not having to do many things myself. The most important thing is my eyes, I am not the same as before.

I exhaled slowly, and through the bathroom door, I suddenly heard some movement coming from outside the door, like someone shaking the door panel.

Thinking about the fragility of that door panel, I straightened up alertly. I quickly turned off the lights in the room and walked to the living room, keeping my footsteps as light as possible.

The door was indeed shaking as if it had been deliberately shaken. I did not make a sound and stared at the light beneath the door panel.

Two feet interrupted the light, but who was outside the door? I should have been nervous, but I wasn't. My heart was beating wildly, but I remained calm and mentally ruled out those I suspected.

The sound suddenly stopped, but the person outside the door did not leave, and I heard someone whispering. I couldn't resist taking two steps forward to hear what the people outside were saying.

Maybe I was in such a hurry that the person outside the door seemed to have heard the voices inside,followed by a short laugh and a lewd and dirty voice: "Elena!"

It was Robin!

My eyes widened, Robin was outside my door! I didn't make a sound, my chest kept rising and falling. what should I do now ......

I did not make a sound, but Robin made sure I was at home and said something obscene in a loud voice. "You sleep with a rich man, what's wrong with sleeping with me? Do you still want to run your store in Butterfly Alley?"

I'm used to being humiliated like this, I didn't even change my face, just thinking in my mind how I'm going to get him out.

He got even bolder and crackled the door with a noise that seemed like it could knock the panels through.

"Elena, don't think I don't know that! There are people looking for you all over the city of Ubi! Did you offend some big shot? " He suddenly said, followed by a whisper as if the person was closer to the door panel, with a little wet and hot stickiness and disgust, "Whose bitch are you? Are you afraid when people come for you? If you stay with me for one night, I'll consider hiding you in the butterfly alley."