Rejected by My Alpha Now He Replaced Me with a Copycat Luna novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Raven’s POV

I pulled myself out of Dexter’s distracting hold and scowled at the lot of them. “You’re trying to bribe me into staying home, aren’t you?”

None of them would meet my gaze. “I’m going back to work,” I ground out.

Dexter sent me a pleading look. “You don’t need to. We’ve got plenty of money. I can hold down the bar today. You’re still recovering.”

I pinned him with a hard look. “I put you on your ass in the fight ring last night.”

“She’s not wrong there,” Ezra muttered.

Dexter sent him a glare. “You’re not helping.”

“No one’s going to help because I’m going to work. I’ll walk if I have to.”

That had Nox moving closer to me. “No walking needed. I’ll drive you. We just…we want you to be careful and not overdo it.”

I saw it then, the genuine worry. A little of my frustration eased. *Ill be fine. Sticking close to you guys. Taking it easy. I promise.”

Ezra had hunted down all the Infernos except the second-in- command, Jax, and two or three others. It wasn’t as if they could fight us with those numbers. But I was still on edge about my father. There was no way to know if word had somehow made it back to him that I was alive and living in Duston.

Dexter let out a grumbling sound. “Finish your breakfast, and then we’ll go.”

I hurriedly downed the rest of the sandwich and chugged my OJ before they changed their minds.

Loading into the SUV, Dexter lifted me onto his lap in the back seat, nuzzling my neck.

“Shouldn’t I be wearing a seat belt?” I asked, laughter in my voice.

“I’ll be your seat belt,” he grumbled. “I haven’t had enough time with you lately.”

I slid my hands into his hair, giving him the contact he needed. “Sorry, buddy.”

He growled.

Nox let out a huff as he guided the SUV toward town. “You hogged Raven last night. I barely got to cuddle her.”

“Dexter is a fucking bed hog,” Ezra muttered,

“I am not. We just need a bigger bed,” he groused,

They bickered back and forth all the way to town, but it was good-natured, and our bond deepening had warmth spreading through me. But

with that came fear because I wanted it far too much.

I barely made it through the door because I was being engulfed in a bear hug.

“Missed you,” Joe whispered, hugging me tightly before releasing me and doing a head-to-toe sweep. His gaze stilled on my neck, where one of the new scars lived.

His eyebrows twitched slightly before forcing his gaze to my face. “Are you sure you’re ready to be back?”

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“I’m more than ready,” I said, forcing a smile. “If I have to be stuck in a house with these three any longer, I will lose my mind.”

“I don’t blame ya, girl. They’re the worst.” Dante strode over to me, Marty and Rod on his heels. He pulled me into him and lifted me off the floor with the force of his hug.

“They’re way too ugly to be in your company for that long, sister,” Marty said with a wink. “You need someone who matches your beauty.”

Rod rolled his eyes. “What? Like you?”

“Damn straight,” Marty said, puffing up his chest.

“Keep dreaming,” Rod muttered, giving me a pat on the back. “I’m glad you’re feeling better.”

“Thanks. I hope you haven’t been slacking on your training since we haven’t been able to spar.”

“Never,” Rod assured me.

“Hey,” Marty complained. “Where’s my hug?”

Dexter shoved him backward. “Oh, hell no. I don’t trust you within twenty feet of my girl.”

Marty’s eyes danced. “Your girl, huh?”

“Our girl,” Ezra growled.

Marty let out a little hoot. “I knew it!” He held out a fist for me to bump. “Get it, sister.”

Rod just laughed. “Now, he’s a thirteen-year-old at a slumber party.”

Everyone descended into a round of shit-talking. It felt…normal. And it was just what I needed. But I couldn’t help feeling on edge. As I scanried the bar, I caught unfamiliar eyes on me.

The moment my gaze collided with the man’s, he ducked his head. My wolf instantly went on alert. I breathed deeply, trying to catch his scent and bracing for the aroma of wolf.

Everything eased when I identified him as human. As I studied him longer, I put together the pieces. A fly-fishing vest. Hat on with lures on the table. Travel book beside his plate.

A tourist.

Nothing more than a man curious about the scene I was making with my friends and mates. But it didn’t ease me completely. I wasn’t sure I’d find true peace until one thing happened.

Michael Clyne was dead,

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