edit, Alisha's POV
Seeing the seriousness etched across Louie's face, I couldn't help but feel a nervous knot form in my stomach. "What's the matter?" I asked, trying to steady my voice despite the growing anxiety.
Louie stared at me intently, his gaze unwavering. "Therasa, I caught a... a very dangerous smell from you. Please tell me what happened to you and who you've recently met."
My brow furrowed in confusion, and I hesitated for a moment before recounting the events of the disastrous interview. "I... I went for the interview, but the music director is a wreck. He humiliated me because of my past conflict with Erma, and he tried to force me to apologize, but I refused. Then I met a kind stranger who offered to give me a lift after hearing about my terrible experience," I explained, my voice trembling slightly. "But... what do you mean by 'the smell'?"
Louie listened carefully to my words, concern deepening in his eyes. "A werewolf," he replied solemnly.