Braeden parked her motorcycle right in front of Max’s house and let her hair flow as soon as she took the helmet off. She was wearing her usual clothing, which was a plan blouse, jeans and a leather jacket. This was a night off in Braeden’s books. She was always working in some type of project. She was popular in the supernatural world. Werewolves liked druids to keep him check, while hunters like them to help them hunt. Braeden worked close to hunters in this case. That was where information ran through and one day she hoped she could get close to the person she was looking for.
However, tonight was not about that. A girl needs to enjoy herself and that was what she was doing when she knocked on the man’s door.