Chapter 152

Side Story 18.

The birthday girl herself—Pamela—was half-naked, her top discarded, while Alan had his hands and mouth all over her chest, sucking and nibbling her. They were so wrapped up in themselves they didn’t even notice me standing there.

And the worst part? She hadn’t even shifted yet. She didn’t know who her mate was. Yet here she was, letting Alan grope her like she already belonged to him.

I shook my head.

“Well, this is odd,” I said aloud.

Pamela shrieked as if I’d caught her murdering someone. She scrambled off Alan, grabbed her dress, and tried to cover herself. Alan stood up too, clearing his throat awkwardly.

“W-w-what are you doing here?” she stuttered.

“Taking some fresh air,” I said calmly. “Didn’t think I’d run into… t