Maikoda: Power of the Moon (Blue Moon Trilogy Book 2) by Adrianna Morgan Page B

research study was not bad. She was enrolled in four classes. Her mentoring class she could test out of, but that left three other classes and that meant three research papers that would count for her midterms and finals. Three papers that would have to be at least fifty or sixty pages. Each. She shuddered, thinking of all that writing. But it was better than nothing and she would be limiting her time on campus.
                  “Thank you,” she told him gratefully. “I’m sure most of my professors would agree with the independent research, but I’m not certain my Statistics professor would allow it. He and I don’t really get along.” 
                  The Director’s eyebrows raised in question. 
                  “Last month he hurled a few accusations at me and then dropped me from the course.  The Dean put me back in the course and then the attacks happened and to be honest I haven’t spoken to him since then. But I don’t think he will be open to this idea.”
                  The Director rubbed his nose again. “How about this? Talk to your professor and try to explain the situation. If it doesn’t work, come back and talk to me and we’ll figure something out. Okay?”
                  Layla nodded. It was better than nothing. She understood that until she spoke with her professor there was nothing else the director was going to do. She thanked him again, grabbed the forms he gave her and exited the room.
                  As she walked the hallway on the way to the academic offices, she saw a flash of white blonde hair out of the corner of her eye. Suzette. Instinctively, she ducked beneath the window and peeked out at the Were strolling confidently down the street. The Were paused, as if she knew she was being watched and then looked behind her. 
                  Layla kept her head low, as the Were scanning the street. She was thinner than she remembered and the wind, which was blowing away from her, blew the blonde’s hair about her face, partially obscuring her features, but her green eyes shone with intensity. Layla pulled in a deep breath; smelling Suzette. She waited and watched as the blonde stopped and shook her head as if answering an unspoken question and then turned back to continue her journey. 
                  Grabbing her phone from her back pocket, she keyed in her unlock code intent on calling Martin and then thought better of it. Suzette could be listening. Even from this distance, if she was trying, Suzette would be able to overhear her conversation, but she couldn’t text, walk and remain out of sight. Uncertain what to do, she decided to wait until she was in a better hiding place before texting Martin and Brett, until then, she would follow.
                  The blonde Were glanced behind her again and Layla ducked behind the wall of an office building. She held her breath and waited a few seconds before peeking around the corner and spied the blonde Were walking into a coffee shop. Hurriedly trailing the other woman, she slid into a chair near an outside table and picked up a newspaper discarded by a customer as a waitress walked up to her. 
                  “What can I get you?” 
                  Cursing under her breath, she willed the waitress to move as she blocked her view of Suzette  “Just water for now,” she answered, trying to disguise her voice, even as she acknowledged that Suzette could simply smell her. “I have someone else joining me.”
                  The waitress nodded and moved to get the water and some menus while Layla looked around anxiously. Suzette was gone. Her wolf rose in frustration and she closed her eyes to calm herself. She finally had a lead on the Were who was trying to kill her and managed to let her get away. Shit. She glared at the waitress and jogged across the street back towards the