Chapter 165

• On the way to the city center, Caroline got down from my arms and walked beside me, holding my hand. Wolves didn't usually have vision problems, so it wasn't easy to find a place that sold contact lenses.
• "Auntie, I like this color." We were looking at a catalog together and she pointed to an amber eye. It was a beautiful color. I couldn't help but imagine how Lohan would look with these lenses. I bit my lip lightly, thinking he would look even more irresistible.
• "Do you have this color in stock?" I asked the saleswoman who was assisting us. "Without prescription."