Chapter 133: Mistaken!
Bener sprinted along the alleyway before he crossed the town square, his boots scuffing against the cobblestones as he approached the house across from the infirmary. The moon hung low in the sky, casting misty shadows that stretched long across the ground. He rapped gently on the wooden door, the sound echoing faintly in the quiet night. The house remained still.
A few more knocks. Then, unexpectedly, the adjacent door creaked open.
A young woman leaned out, her hair tumbling in loose, sun-kissed waves that caught the moonlight, framing her face like a golden halo. Her gaze met his — curious, playful — her eyes dark pools that glittered with quiet intrigue. A hesitant smile ghosted across her lips as she hovered at the threshold, half-shrouded in darkness.
"Uh... I’m looking for Doctor Kane," Bener said, his voice faltering slightly.
"He went out for fresh air," she purred her voice a smoky whisper that danced through the air. A shiver cascaded down Bener’s spine, prickling the skin on his arms as he felt the weight of her words. "You might find him at the park beside the town hall."
Bener swallowed hard, the tone of her words lingering in the air long after she spoke. With a nod and a hurried "Thank you," he turned on his heel and made his exit, though the sound of her voice clung to his thoughts like a sweet, forbidden melody.
Behind him, the woman chuckled softly before slipping back inside and locking the door.
"Come back here."
A low, masculine voice drifted from the shadows of the dimly lit room. On the bed, a man reclined lazily, his smirk glinting in the darkness. The woman cast him a glance over her shoulder, her lips curling into a coy smile. With a playful flick of her hair and an exaggerated sway of her hips, she glided toward him, the soft rustle of her skirts the only sound in the quiet room.