Jared and Mike dropped Zoe off at Rialto Village after her shift. The community center had become temporary housing, so she went to the bonfire for dinner. Exhausted, she plopped down on a log and dropped her bag at her feet.
“You look like you have had a day.” Zoe looked up to see Gaby coming out of the temporary kitchen, which was her old yurt.
“Yes, you could say that. I adore little Logan, but the adults are difficult.” Gaby laughed. “I think that is usually the case. Do you want some dinner?”
“I would love some. I am starving.”
A male voice came from behind her. “You should have the stew. It is delicious.”
She looked at Gaby. “Stew, it is then.” Gaby nodded and headed back inside. Zoe turned to see a young werewolf around her age. He was extremely handsome, with striking golden eyes. He stood up and reached out his hand to her.
“Hi, my name is Micah. What is yours?”
“Zoe. My name is Zoe. I haven’t seen you around before.”