184 •~•Chapter 4•~•

Dream happily makes his way out of the bakery, unknowing of the interested eyes focused on him.

He was too busy planning how to make the most of his short trip to the old lady who sold antiques, Mrs. Jacobs, without making his mom suspicious.

There was a pet store just a couple of stores away from the antique store and that was his greatest enemy but this was his last trip anyway so he had nothing to lose.

He carefully crossed the street, remembering his mom's warnings plus he was too focused on getting the muffins to Mrs. Jacobs do he would have quality time to stare at the animals through the windows.

He could have gone in but the owner was a Werewolf and he had to be careful while hanging around him or he would find out about his status.

He would still have to pass by the pet store to get to Mrs. Jacobs antique store but that was fine, there was no way he could pass by without stealing a glance, he really shouldn't have.