Chapter 64

Paige's POV "Paige, what happened? I thought you were with Mr. Hanson?" Mr. Monroe looked at me with genuine concern in his eyes. I understood his confusion. Last time, Noah had personally called him to ensure I wouldn't lose my job at Hotel Monroe. Now here I was, about to be engaged to Mr. Monroe himself. The situation was absurd, but I had a plan. What puzzled me most was that the Monroes were human, Mr. Monroe had no idea about werewolves or our world. What game was my grandfather playing?Despite sharing blood with Harold Wolkzbin, I couldn't trust him. I'm sorry, Mom, but your father's intentions feel too dark and calculating. I looked down, chewing my bottom lip nervously. "Mr. Monroe, someone killed him." "What? H-How? I mean... last month he... Damn!" His shock seemed genuine. I shook my head. "I didn't know my grandfather had another plan. I thought he was just going to help me find Noah's killer." He heaved a sigh and gently pulled me aside. "Look, Paige. I know you don't wan