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**Cleo POV: **
Breakfast was awkward. I just stared at my plate. I was zoned out. I had no idea of the conversation that was being had around me. It wasn't till I heard Jazz yell that I realized what was happening.
I don't want to seem ungrateful, but I couldn't think of anything to say to him until Jazz woke me out of my daze and I thanked him as well. When he offered to take us shopping, I couldn't help but look at him. I wonder why he is being so nice? Jazz grabbed me and rushed me upstairs. She is giggling like a schoolgirl.
" She told you it's okay with Valenzano that we stay here," she says, smiling ear to ear.
"Okay, you were right. But I don't know about allowing them to take us shopping", I say, full of doubt.
"Well, West will be taking me shopping, and Valenzano will be taking you shopping", she says, grinning.
"I don't feel comfortable allowing some man I just met taking me shopping", I said, looking Jazz in the eyes.
"But you felt comfortable letting that same man whom you just met finger fuck you", I hate the sarcastic tone in her voice.
"I am lucky enough to have some clothes here. However, you don't, so are you going to wear that same dress for the next 29 days?".
She didn't even let me answer the question before she answered for me. I would have said yes if she hadn't cut me off. We went downstairs. West is waiting for us, however, Valenzano is not downstairs yet.
I turned around as he was walking down the stairs. He looks gorgeous, he is wearing jeans, a white fitted polo shirt, and black sneakers. I can see the imprint of all his muscles through his clothes.
"Is everyone ready?'', he asked
We got into the car. West and Jazz sit in the back while I sit in the front with Valenzano. As we ride through the pack lands it is more beautiful than I thought. There is a nail and hair salon, a lounge, a park with a huge lake, a farmers' market, a hospital, even a middle school, and high school.
The streets and sidewalks are in exquisite condition. There is a lot of greenery in this if one had to guess, one would see it as a town. We finally got to the mall West and Jazz went by their business. I am so pissed she left me with Valenzano.
"What store do you want to go to first", he asked. His whole body is towering.
I looked up at him and said, "I want to make this clear to you. Whatever you spend today, I am paying it back", I said to him sternly.
He rubs his forehead and says, " You don't have to do that, you are my future sister-in-law's best friend and a guest of my pack. And I assume at some point you will have your own room in my house for you to sleep in when you visit Jazz".
What is he talking about? My own room in his house so I can stay in when I visit Jazz. Jazz doesn't live with West yet. And I am sure they are not at the point of their relationship where she is moving in. They have only known each other for three months. My reply to his statement is, "I will still pay you back regardless".
We went to every store in the mall. I got exactly what I needed to stay at his house for 30 days. I was so on point, I even got 60 pairs of panties and 30 bras, the exact amount I needed for 30 days. And for every store he made a purchase at I kept the receipt so I can total them up later. He is carrying all my bags; he looks like he is not fazed by it at all. He has even been helping me pick out some items. We stopped at a café for a break. I ordered an iced caramel macchiato and he got a black coffee.
"You tell me something about yourself Cleo", he asked while sipping his coffee.
"Well, what do you want to know?", I said, drinking the liquid crack.
"Well, you can start with your age", he says, smiling at me.
"Did anyone ever tell you that it is impolite to ask a woman her age", I asked, rasping an eyebrow.
"Nope, in my culture women flaunt about their age all the time, because they don't look their age".
" Well, to answer your question, I am 30 years old. How old are you?", I asked back.
"First off, you don't look 30 you look younger, and secondly, I am 35 in human years", he said, smiling showing his pearly whites.
"Thank you for the compliment. And what do you mean by human years?", I asked, confused. I had been around shifters and I had never heard that term before.
"Well, I am a werewolf. We age slower than humans", he said drinking his coffee.
"So how old are you in the werewolf years?", I asked, now interested.
"I am 350 years old". My jaw dropped after he said that, and he started laughing at me.
"My next question, Cleo, is what do you do for a living?", he asked.
"I am sort of an advisor", I said with a shrug, finishing my coffee.
"Sort of an advisor?",
"Yes, basically, cities, schools, and companies come to me to help them find ways to save money while increasing profits or making changes without laying people off or losing profit",
"Oh, really that sounds interesting. How do you do that?", he asked.
"For example, a company needs to lower their carbon footprint in their warehouses without having to incur the expense of remodeling all their warehouses. I come in and check their books and weigh out their options. Most likely, I would advise them to get rid of their fuel-operated generators and switch to solar power", I said.
"That's a good idea by getting rid of the fuel-operated generator it will drastically lower their carbon footprint", I said, smiling liking my job.
"I love doing what I do and, because I am a freelance worker, I am not tied to an office on a nine-to-five basis", I said, ordering another coffee.
"You like your coffee, I see", he said with a smile.
"Believe it or not, it calms me", I said with a shrug.
"Well, it seems like I can use your services. That is if you don't mind", he said, smiling.
"Sure, what kind of service do you need? Do you want to lower your cost of operation without making drastic changes, or increase profit while not making drastic changes?", I asked, excited.
"It's a way to lower your cost of operation without making drastic changes kind of situation", he said.
"Besides being an Alpha, what is it that you do?", I asked. It is no secret.
"I have many businesses, some in entertainment (clubs), some security (bodyguards the stars), construction, agriculture", he said telling me his accomplishments.
"Are those the businesses you need my services for?", I asked, hoping it is the clubs he needs help with.
"No, I will need your service for pack stuff", he said and I am shocked.
"Okay finished that's not a problem", we finish talking and shopping.
Jazz and West finally decided to show up and West had a ton of back. We get back to the house. Jazz and I unpack my stuff and talk while I add up the receipts for my shopping spree, so Valenzano spent $4,500. Thank goodness I am kind of rich and will be able to pay him back. I don't want to be indebted to this man.
Jazz and I talk about West and Valenzano. She says West likes me and so does Valenzano, and that Valenzano is a good guy and I should give him a chance. Like how cliché it is that two best friends are dating brothers.
After our conversation, we ate with the guys. I am so tired from shopping I turn in for the night saying good to everyone. I got back to my room, I am so glad I could take off, got the underwear that I hand washed and showered, and put on a fresh new pair. I am so stubborn I would have sink-washed this underwear for the whole 30 days.
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