Chapter 135

Victoria's POV I arrived home earlier than usual tonight, not because work ended early, but because I'd heard about a new late-night eatery worth trying. I swung by on my way home to pick up some food, carrying the containers with me as I entered our upscale neighborhood. At this hour, Victoria would surely still be awake. I wasn't certain if she'd eaten dinner, so the food would come in handy either way. With the warm containers in hand, I headed straight up to her place. Although I knew the security code to Victoria's home, I never entered without permission. That wasn't the kind of relationship we had—at least not yet. My wolf, Arthur, paced restlessly inside me, always eager to be near her. I pressed the doorbell and waited patiently outside her door. After half a minute passed without response, I frowned. Had she gone to bed already? It seemed too early for that. Perhaps she was working late at the office? I pressed the doorbell again and waited. Finally, I heard movement inside.