Chapter 134
Raven’s POV
Gods, that sounded like heaven. Fluffy pillows. Warm bodies. And sleep that lasted for at least twelve hours.
“Do you want me to make you a snack? We’re pretty low-”
As if he’d tempted fate, the front door opened, cutting off Dexter’s words. I forced myself to lift my lids and immediately wanted to close my eyes again. Because if I closed them, I could ignore that Cecilia and her two bitchy minions, Danielle and Sherry, had just walked in.
Dexter let out a low, rumbling growl. “What did I say about you coming here?”
Cecilia sent him a simpering, contrite look that was obviously fake.
“We’re here to apologize. You were right. I was jealous. I thought we shared something special, and I wasn’t ready to see you move on. But Raven didn’t deserve me being mean.” Her gaze flicked to me ever so briefly. “I’m sorry.”
She spoke both my name and sorry as if she’d tasted something bad, then turned her glare on her friends. They both quickly mumbled apologies, as well.
Dexter pulled me into him and brushed the hair back from my face. “What do you think?”
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The last thing I wanted was to have these three bitches harboring hatred because I got them kicked out of the only bar in town. “It’s fine. They
can stay.”
Dexter’s gaze didn’t move from my face for a moment, as if he was making sure I was certain. Then he glanced at them. “You pull one move
that’s even a little suspect, and you’re out. And next time, it’ll be for life.”
Sherry paled at that, but I could see the annoyance in Cecilia’s gaze. I had a feeling she would be out on her ass before long.
“What’ll you have?” Dexter asked.
The ladies ordered cocktails, and Dexter got to work filling their orders. I took that as my excuse to visit the few tables with patrons. A couple of
mechanics from the local shop were finishing up their round of beers, a tourist couple with hearts in their eyes and hands in places that said
they were getting lucky later lingered but asked for the bill, and a woman who looked vaguely familiar had settled in with a book and a glass of
wine.
I got the check for the mechanics and the couple, but when I stopped at the woman’s table, she startled then flushed. “Sorry. Head in the clouds,”
she muttered.
“It’s no problem,” I said with a smile. “Do you want another glass before we close? It’s about to be last call.”
She glanced up at the clock on the wall. “Oh, goodness. I really have lost track of time.”
“Must be a good book.”
“The best,” she said, her lips twitching. “But I’d better get going. Thanks for the wine.”
“Anytime,” I said, heading back to the bar to get my rag and cleaning spray.
Cecilia’s high-pitched laugh grated on my nerves, but I shoved the annoyance down as I reached for my supplies.
“Need any help?” Dexter asked hopefully.
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Rejected by My Alpha, Now He Replaced Me with a Copycat Luna?
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