Chapter 58

Della's POV

"I'll have a Spanish latte with an extra shot of espresso," I told the server.

Since Stella took the initiative to invite me for a meet-up, who am I to decline? After all, it would be a good opportunity for me to know more about her and what she might be up to.

So, here we were, in MoonDrip Café. It was a famous café for elite werewolves. The entire café was situated in the middle of the forest, and the café itself looked like a cabin while there were tables placed on the forest as well.

It was a relaxing place to be in as the scent of nature engulfed the customers.

"I'll have Long Macchiato," Stella, who was sitting opposite me, said to the server.

After repeating our orders, the server left.

I looked at her from head to toe and couldn't help but be more irritated.

Clearly, even her clothing shouted her intention.

She's wearing a deep neckline red blouse paired with black skinny leather jeans and high boots.