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I look at her , taking one last look – who knows if I will ever see this amazing woman again. I turn around and walk away , my heart crumbling of my heart with every step I take away from her. My hurt aches , but my anger burns for my father. I wrap my jacket around my self tighter when I exit the warmth of the hospital – thankfully it was not raining but the coldness of the wind was brutal.

Some coffee would be nice… I think to myself.

With out realizing it I find my feet eagerly taking me a cute coffee shop that was placed just across the street. The moment I stepped in to the café , a wave of the pleasant and comforting scent of coffee beans filled my nostrils which soothed my soul. I walk up to the counter , instantly sniffing out that the waiter was a werewolf – his strong broad shoulders , his almond colored eyes , his handsome facial features and his scent were support enough.

"Goodday , how can I help you?" he asks me with a warm heart melting smile – a smile I could not help but return.

" May I have one americano and one chocolate cookie , please" I order. He types my order down on his computer , but still has a huge smile on his face.

"Please take a seat , and I will bring your order to you…ms?..." He tries to ask for my name. I can not help but giggle , there is a way he does it that is warm and goofy.

"Grace…My name is Grace" I tell him , watching a even huger smile appear on his face.

" My name is Justin….Your order will be done momentarily , Grace…" he plays with my name , testing to see how it sounds when he says it. I must admit it felt good when he said it.

I chose the seat that was next to the giant window – I always loved looking at others out of the window. Obviously I do not stare at them like some weird stalker , I rather observe them and wander what occurs in their lives. For instant , right now I watch a woman in her late twenties carrying this really heavy bag pack. Her hair is a mess , her glasses keep falling down to her nose , her eyes are swollen and red – honestly speaking , she looks like she is having the worst day of her life. My attention is drawn to a car that passes the melancholy woman – it zooms past her and stops at the street light as it turned red.

The car is a beautiful one – indicating that the person who knows it is super rich. The back window begins to slide open. My curious mind refuses my eyes permission to look away , I really want to know who resides in this car and what might this person look like – obviously he or she must look prim and proper.

My mouth lets an unexpected gasp escape as a beautiful man sits in the back seat. He looks like he is in his early thirties , but regardless of his age he looks like an angel with such heavenly good looks. His reading glasses stay still at the brim of his nose while he reads the book that lay in his hand. His eyes fixated on the pages , his eyebrows scrunch when reading over the words. His hair looks wet but styled back , giving him a mobster kind of look.

I just stare at that man through my window – drooling over a man for the first time in my life. I could not understand why my heart was thumping the way it was. I was taken by surprise when the mysterious man in the car turned to my direction. I almost jumped in my skin when his eyes latches on to me – he looks at me with questioning cold eyes.

For the first time in three years , I heard and felt something that rocked me to the core. My inner wolf , Jinx , painfully and needlingly howled. I could feel her , I could feel her presence for the first time in three years – was it because of him? We both still stared at each other , I could not look away – it felt impossible.

"Here is your order , Grace" a cup and saucer with my cookie is laid on the table in front of me. This sudden action and voice of Justin , pulled me out of my trance like state.

"Oh , thank you" , I thank him. He gives me a wink and turns around to leave.

Instantly , I look out of the window again hoping that the mysterious man was there. Unfortunately , he was not there – in fact the entire car had vanished. I felt my self let out a disappointing sigh ; come to think of it , that few seconds of eye contact with him was the most exciting thing I have done in a while.

Jinx?...

I call out for my inner wolf , hoping she replies to me.

Jinx?...

I call out to her again , but to no available. Another sigh of disappointment leaves my mouth. For that few seconds , it felt like anything was possible – any way , I shake my head from thoughts and dig in to my cookie that looks and smells so mouth watering.

Before I could take the last bite of my cookie , before I could finish it I hear my phone let out a ping! I look to my phone and on the lock screen I see that I have gotten a message from an unknown number. My blood goes ice cold as I recall the words Jacob had told me yesterday . I just knew that that message was sent regarding the auction – I just knew it contained the rules that I have to follow.

After eating and drinking , I sit comfortably at the table waiting for Justin to bring me the bill. My hands , however , are itching to open up my phone to read the messages' content. After paying the bill , and exchanging number with Justin – he was really persistent – I grabbed my cell phone in my hand and slowly put in my pin code.

I entered the message thread and gasped at the content of it. It was a huge message with rules numbered 1 till 50. I thought I had accepted my fate , but I felt my self becoming more and more terrified as I read the list. The thing that made my entire being shiver though , was typed in big bold writing at the top of the message.

"AUCTION IS TONIGHT AT 8 – BE THERE AT 6 "