Yarin's POV:
As we continued to chat, the somewhat strained relationship between Lily and me had completely healed. She never mentioned those few years when I disappeared, seemingly accepting my lame excuse that I had been studying abroad. She genuinely believed that was what I had been doing.
Lily now lived in a coastal city in Jasper, and with both countries opening up to each other, human attitudes toward werewolves had shifted from initial curiosity, suspicion, and fear to familiarity.
She was now a freelance designer, providing design sketches for fashion stores and jewelry brands. She jokingly called it 'a foreign monk chanting scriptures'. Her design work wasn't extraordinary, but the werewolf style hadn't saturated the market yet, and her werewolf identity added a novel aspect in the eyes of outsiders.
