She has a history of looking for love in all the wrong places. Visiting the Wolves Den Bar & Grille earlier with the coven was just another example. Wulfric was cute, but way too pawsy, as her brand-new capris rather clearly showed.

A quiet walk and a little mope through the cemetery seemed to be just the thing. With the jack o’ lanterns glowing among the gravestones and shadows stretching across the path, it certainly matched her gloomy mood.

As she walked, she heard footsteps behind her.

Somebody... or something... was following her.

Fearing it might be Wulfric, she turned around and screamed at the sight in front of her.

Tall. Emaciated. And grinning.

One of the cemetery's denizens stood before her.

But wait…

He was holding out a flower.

A dead flower, to be sure, but still... kind of sweet.

It was love at first fright.

Who would have guessed that the cemetery was the right place?

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