Jennifer's POV:
"Do you smell that?" I grabbed Dylan's arm urgently.
"Dylan, do you smell something off?" Dylan frowned and glanced around.
“Yeah, I'm picking up a faint scent.I caught a whiff of it ever since we got out of the hotel.There were so many werewolves in the area, so I didn't think much of it.But now that I can still smell it, even in such an empty place, I do feel that something's off. " His expression darkened.
"Jennifer, do you think someone's following us?"
"Exactly!" I nodded solemnly, scanning our surroundings carefully to see if I could spot our stalker.
Suddenly, a beautiful girl emerged.She seem to come out of nowhere, which took us aback.She was wearing a pink shirt and black jeans.
Her golden curly hair was shining in the sunlight, framing her face pleasantly.
A warm, friendly smile was on her face, which made me feel like she wasn't hostile.
"Hi, my name's Helen.I'm a she-wolf from the Rainbow Pack.Are you looking for Elder Tony? I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed.Elder Tony passed away a long time ago."
The girl greeted us with a smile.My eyes went wide with shock.
"Elder Tony is dead? How?"
"This is not a good place to talk.Let's go somewhere else."
Helen patted me on the shoulder reassuringly.
"If you believe me, come with me.By the way, Elder Tony's death is a bit of a mystery, so you'd better be careful who you talk to.You might attract some unwanted attention."
"Thank you, Helen." I nodded to her gratefully.
"We'll be careful."
By now, I was sure it was Helen who had been following us.
Although we had never met before, I felt like I could trust her.
Perhaps it was her enthusiasm and cheerful disposition that brought me to believe in what she was saying.
While I didn't know why she followed us, she didn't look like she had any ulterior motives, and even offered up some information about Tony.
Plus, even if she wanted to hurt us, we outnumbered her.
She didn't stand a chance.
After discussing, we decided to follow her.
Helen led us to a private room in a cafe.
When all of us were inside, she shut the door cautiously.
The way she acted made me wonder if there was more to Tony's death.
"Helen, you can trust everyone in this room. You can talk freely now,"
I said, sinking on the sofa. I looked up and smiled at her.
"We haven't been properly introduced.I'm Jennifer.This is my brother Dylan.The other two are my friends, Skylar and Daniel."
"You're Jennifer?" Helen exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yeah.Why? What's wrong?" I looked at her in confusion.
How did she know my name?
"No, nothing.You just have a nice name, that's all."
Helen smiled and changed the topic.
"Of course." I scooted to the side immediately.
As Helen sat down beside me, I caught a whiff of her scent.My mind went blank and my cheeks went red.
"You're my type, Daniel," she said bluntly, placing her hand on my shoulder.
"Do you have a mate? Or do you have crush on someone?" I was so embarrassed that I didn't know how to answer.
Jennifer cut in and answered her questions for me.
"No, he doesn't have a mate.He's single now.Helen, if you like Daniel, go for him! Daniel is gentle, kind-hearted, cheerful, and generous.He is a heartthrob back at home!"
"Really? That's great!" Helen broke into a huge grin.
"Daniel, I'm single too. I think we're destined to be together.I like reading and painting.Do you have any hobbies?"
"I like reading, too.I also research on art in my free time."
I gradually grew comfortable and started chatting with her openly.
Surprisingly, we shared many similar hobbies and interests.
"I like Vincent Van Gogh's paintings best, especially his Starry Sky and Sunflowers.Like him, I yearn for freedom.My biggest dream is to travel around the world with the one I love."
Helen looked at me meaningfully, her eyes filled with longing.We had so much in common.
There seemed to be countless topics we could talk about with ease. I think we could've talk for days.
But alas, when the sun started to set, Helen got up to leave.
Before leaving, she got our contact details, promising to help us investigate Tony's matter.
‘We'll see each other again, Helen, ‘' I thought.
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