Dead Luna – Chapter 1
Amelia’s POV
Snap!
The sound startled me from my thoughts as I walked along the well worn path thru the bit of forest between work and my little apartment. I looked around, but didn’t sense anything large or menacing nearby. Perhaps it was just a rabbit or a squirrel? Still, I started to feel uneasy and picked up my pace.
uly, so it was still light out and seemed safe enough to take my chances.
e money might count as my second mistake.
mistakes” I made tonight. My biggest and worst mistake happened less than an hour ago. I may have pissed off a group of werewolves seated in my section.
me. I am so dead.
ack*
few miles outside the territories of both the Green Mountain pack and Silver Falls pack. These werewolves didn’t smell like either of those packs, though. Iron Peak, I think. And looks like I got the Alpha, the Gamma, and perhaps the Delta, based on their physique. All three were tall, ripped, and imposing specimens of werewolf kind. And all very attractive.
since I don’t want to get in over my head with the hyper s****l beast men.
m a no nonsense look with my light green eyes. I’m hoping they get the hint and don’t cause me any trouble. But based upon the looks on their faces, that is probably a futile hope. The Alpha of the group is quickly rearranging his face into a sultry come hither look, cocky grin and all.
ing me your number, gorgeous?”
already have your number!”
me strength!
they settled down and placed their order. Then I scurried into the restroom to have a mini panic attack. A couple deep breaths later, I pull myself together, then went to grab drinks for table 10 while I formulated a plan to deal with Winter Moon at table 13.
n look like that, though? He rejected me! Not the other way around. He’s seated next to the Beta Jackson Ames, and across from Alpha Derrick Lyons.
ribs are pretty damn good here, but hardly worth a 3 hour drive!” I joke, keeping the
y know who they are. I see him glance at my name tag, and I guess that jogs his memory a little. I did work in the p
recommend the ribs? I’ll have that, the chocolate peanut butter pie, and coffee.”
orders the same.
y trying not to sound too bitchy and also using his full name which I knew he didn’t care for. I could tell the others were instantly mind linking each other, most likely asking Leo about my obvious dislike. After about half a minute he tells me he wants fried chicken, baked potato, apple pie, and a beer.
it more than I typically do with the werewolves at table 10, knowing that Leo would be able to easily hear me with his acute werewolf hearing from 3 tables over. I’m sure I even heard a bit of growling coming from the direction of ta
ly done first. Then I waited a few extra minutes so it’d be lukewarm once i delivered it to the table.
o’s food down in front of him. He immediately became angry when he saw what was on the plat
before him.
coli, and a kiddie sundae.” I informed him with steal in my tone. “Why? Is this not what you were expecting? Were you really hoping for something else? Something you believe to be superior? Do you want to reject this perfectly good f
.”
s for the rest of my shift.