Chapter 11. A Positive Response

Venus POV

“Leave and don’t ever show your face here again!” Mr. Banks, a robust, middle-aged man, yelled from behind me.

I stumbled out of a store, the receptionist staring at me with pity in her eyes. It was my third day in Plum Paradise and my fifth rejection. Mr. Banks, the store manager, had been fascinated by my intelligence, but the moment I told him that I was not from their pack, his friendliness expired. He stopped listening to anything I was saying, and I lost my temper.

Plum Paradise was modern, up-to-date, and the capital of the werewolf kingdom. It was the center of commerce, and the Clawride Pack had nothing compared to them. Yet I couldn't seem to get a single job. Their reasons were numerous. Some said I was not strong enough for the type of job they were offering. A woman even said I was odd, too socially awkward for the job of a