Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 63

Stephen

I was swimming in the pool when the lifeguard called out to me. I lifted my face above the water and saw that he was holding my phone.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Someone's calling you," the lifeguard replied.

"Who is it?" I asked. I certainly didn't want any interruptions on this hot afternoon.

The lifeguard studied the screen for a moment before answering. "It's a private number," he said.

I was startled by the lifeguard's call, and I quickly swam to the side of the pool, jumping out. I took off my swimming goggles and held out my hand for the phone.

"Give it to me," I said, my voice sharp with annoyance. The lifeguard handed the phone to me, and I went to a quiet corner to take the call.

"Laura," I whispered, a sly grin spreading across my face.

"Where are you? I need to talk to you," she said, urgency in her voice.

"I'm a little busy at the moment," I replied, trying to gauge the level of urgency and whether my presence was really needed.

"It's urgent," she said insistently. "I really need your help right now."

"Okay," I relented. "I'll come and meet you. Where are you?" I asked, heading into the locker room.

"My room," she replied. "I don't have the energy to go somewhere else to talk. We can meet in my bedroom. Just be discreet when you come. I don't want anyone to know that you're coming to my room."

"I got it," I said with a laugh, as I grabbed a towel from the hanger and began drying off my wet body.

I grabbed my shirt and pants from the hanger and put them on. Then I left the locker room, making sure to walk carefully so as not to draw any attention to myself. When I reached the penthouse, I made my way to her room.

I knocked on the door and it opened immediately. I hurried inside and the door closed behind me. I looked up and saw Laura staring at me.

"You called?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yes, please sit down first," she said, still smiling.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should really trust her. But in the end, I sat down, feeling a bit nervous.

"Now that you're here, I need to ask you something," she said, as she took her sit opposite me.

"Why are you making me nervous?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"How?" she asked with a chuckle.

"Your expression. The way you keep smiling. It feels fake," I said. "Just be honest with me. What's going on?"

She scoffed and leaned back in her chair. "Alright, you caught me. I was trying to get your attention," she admitted.

"Too bad you failed the simple task," I said with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes and scowled. "Yes, I failed. So, can we please move on?"

"Alright," I replied. "What's this all about, then?"

"I need your help finding a trainer. They need to be a man, and very attractive, intelligent, and strong," she said, sounding serious.

"Why do they need a trainer?" I asked, intrigued.

"It's not me who needs a trainer," she said. "Someone asked me to help them find a trainer."