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Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 65

 

Laura

 

That morning after a refreshing shower, I sat at the window and started to brush my glossy black hair when my phone suddenly rang.

 

I turned around and saw Isabella approaching with it. "Thanks," I said with a smile as I took the phone from her.

 

I looked at the caller ID, which showed an unsaved number. Judging by the number, I knew it was Stephen. I let out a deep breath before answering the call.

 

"Hello, Stephen?" I said.

 

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"Guess what?" His excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

 

I was instantly intrigued. "What is it?" I asked.

 

"You have to guess first," he said, chuckling.

 

"You know I'm terrible at guessing games," I said. "Just tell me! I'm dying of curiosity."

 

"Alright, I'll spill the beans," he said. "I finally found the perfect person."

 

"The perfect person?" I whispered, my eyes growing wide with disbelief. Then, I let out a sharp gasp. "Are you getting married, Stephen?" I asked.

 

"Wha— no!" he exclaimed, a little too quickly.

 

I raised my eyebrows. "What? You're not?"

 

"I'm not!" he said, then chuckled. "But I'm surprised you went there first."

 

I frowned. "If you're not getting married, then what are you talking about?"

 

"Calm down, I'll tell you," he said, chuckling. "Anyway, I found the right and perfect man for the trainer job you wanted for Vivian."

 

I let out a giggle, a smile spreading across my face. I turned around and saw Isabella, who was looking at me quizzically. I gave her a wink and mouthed, "I'll tell you later."

 

She raised an eyebrow and mouthed, "You better!"

 

I couldn't help but laugh.

 

"Okay, so what's the first step?" he asked.

 

I pursed my lips and rubbed my chin thoughtfully. "First, we need to set a date for us to meet. Then, I'll do a brief interview with him to see if he's a good fit. If he is, I'll give him the assignment."

 

"Sounds good," he replied. "Just let me know when you set the date."

 

"Thanks," I said. "I'll be in touch."

 

"Bye for now," he said, and I ended the call.

 

Isabella hurried over to me and sat down. "Tell me! Tell me!" she said, her voice brimming with excitement.

 

I couldn't help but smile. "As always, Stephen came through! He found the perfect candidate to be Vivian's trainer."

 

Isabella's smile faltered, replaced by a concerned expression. She looked like she was deep in thought. "What's wrong?" I asked.

 

"What's the matter?" I asked, placing my hand on her shoulder. "Please, tell me what's on your mind."

 

"How can you be sure he's the right person for the job?" she asked, a hint of worry in her voice. "Did Stephen tell you that?"

 

 

She nodded. "I just hope he lives up to the hype."

 

My phone beeped. I picked it up and saw that a text message had arrived from Stephen.

 

I looked at her. "There are a lot of photos," I said. "Should we look through them?"

 

"Of course!" she replied. "I'm curious to see what this guy looks like."

 

I opened the message thread and was surprised to see so many photos. I scrolled through them, showing them to Isabella as I went. "Wow," she whispered. "He is handsome. Look at those muscles and it looks like Oregon's! He definitely seems fit."

 

"I think he might be more than just a trainer and please don't say his muscles is like my son. They look different," I replied, rolling my eyes.

 

"All right," she said, chuckling.

 

I couldn't help but smile, nodding my head in agreement. "I guess Stephen did a pretty good job then," I said.

 

"You might be right," she said, a hint of admiration in her voice.

 

"Absolutely!" I said, with a grin. "I think I should meet him as soon as possible. Maybe tomorrow night?"

 

"I agree!" she said, nodding vigorously.

 

I started to reach for my phone to call Stephen when she suddenly grabbed my hand. "What's it?" I asked.

 

"How about I meet him instead?" she whispered, and I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

 

"Why?" I asked.

 

Isabella gulped, letting out a long sigh. "I think I'd be better at dealing with him," she said. "And I have so many questions for him. I'm a pretty good interviewer, trust me." She gave me a wink and a smile.

 

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