Mated to the Alpha and His Beta (Lanie Stanton) novel Chapter 489

Chapter 489
Stella

I stared up at the tall, black brick building in front of us. It had taken us over an hour to get here with Selena driving so fast I would’ve feared for my life if I hadn’t known I could cast a protection bubble around us in the event of any emergency. Even so, my heart was racing and my palms were sweating from the wild ride.

And anticipation.

“This is a human club,” I said under my breath.

Selena giggled. “Yep.”

“I’ve never been to a human city,” I murmured, holding back to let some clubgoers go in ahead of us. “I’ve barely even been around any humans.”

Selena tugged me off to the side. “I thought you were in that, whatever you call it. That enclave place. Weren’t there any humans there?”

I shook my head. “There might’ve been, but remember, I was small for a lot of that. And once I grew up, we had to get out of there. Fast.”

A shadow passed over my aunt’s face. For the first time, she looked sympathetic. “That must’ve been really hard. And scary.”

“It’s what I was meant to do,” I told her sincerely.

“Even so,” she said.

After a second, I nodded. Then, I laughed with embarrassment. “I faced an army of raging High Council wolves who were determined to kill me and my entire family, but somehow, I feel more scared about going into that club.”

“You look fantastic,” Selena assured me. She dug in the small crossbody purse to hand me a compact mirror and tube of crimson lipstick. “Freshen up.”

When my hand looked like it was shaking, she helped me. She stepped back to assess, then gave me an approving nod. I couldn’t stop myself from grinning at the tiny face I could see in the small mirror.

“Ready?”

“Yes,” I said. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Just follow my lead,” she said, then stopped short with a furrowed brow. “Shit. I’m going to need you to do a little handwaving to get us through the door.”

“Huh?”

“Humans can’t get into a club like this until they’re over twenty-one, not eighteen like shifters can. And, you need a form of ID,” Selena explained. “You don’t have a driver’s license, do you?”

“No…”

“Me neither,” she said with a laugh she hid behind her hand.

“But you drove us here!”