Rejected by My Alpha Now He Replaced Me with a Copycat Luna novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Raven’s POV

I took my time washing my hair, shaving, and scrubbing every inch of my body. It was the best sort of luxury. One I couldn’t remember ever having. My mom had struggled to make ends meet, and I certainly hadn’t been afforded any luxuries while living with Michael. While on the run, I was lucky if I managed clean and safe.

Tipping my head back, I let the water run over my skin, soaking in the warmth. But I knew I was procrastinating, putting off the inevitable. Finally, I forced myself to switch off the water and step out of the shower. I grabbed a towel off the rack and realized it was heated.

“Wolves with too much money on their hands,” I muttered. But as I wrapped the fluffiest towel imaginable around me, I realized I didn’t mind their over-the-top tastes.

I made quick work of brushing my teeth and towel-drying my hair, then turned to the stack of clothes on the vanity. There were jeans that looked like they’d fit just about perfectly, a bra and underwear in delicate pale-pink lace, and a flannel shirt and tank that were both incredibly

soft.

They all looked like things I would pick out for myself, except the brands were a hell of a lot more expensive than what I’d buy.

I winced, doing some mental math on how I could repay Nox. As I did, I quickly dressed and headed for the door.

I paused before it, taking in the cowboy boots with cozy socks draped over them. They were a deep brown but had teal detailing up the sides. As

I bent to stroke them, I felt how nice the leather was.

A burn lit in my throat as I pulled on the socks and then slid the boots on. They fit perfectly. Nox must’ve checked the size of my sneakers.

It was too much-all of it-but I’d find some way to repay the kindness.

Taking a deep breath, I twisted the doorknob and stepped out into the hallway. The scents of bacon and eggs grew stronger, as did the sound of

voices. I followed both, noting that I was on the ground floor.

I passed what looked like an office and a library, then spotted a dining room surrounded by a wall of windows. As I stepped inside, all talking

ceased.

Only four of the guys were present, and I let out a sigh of relief that Asher was the missing one. At least I wouldn’t have to brace for an attack on

that front.

“No morning escape attempts?” Dexter asked, a glass of orange juice halfway to his mouth.

I sent a smirk his way. “Like you wouldn’t have caught me.”

Nox winced. “I might’ve activated the sensors on the doors and windows on this floor.”

Dexter chuckled. “But I do love a chase.” His eyes heated as if that chase would end in something more than capture.

My wolf let out a low growl, but it wasn’t one of menace. It was full of want. Need.

“How are you feeling?” Kael asked, his gaze roaming over my face.

“Good,” I answered honestly. “Back to 100 percent.”

That had the alpha looking slightly skeptical, but Nox cut in before he could say anything else. “Do the clothes fit all right?”

I turned my focus to him, even though Nox wouldn’t meet my gaze. “They’re perfect. Thank you. But they’re also too much. I’ll pay you back. It

might take a little time, but-”

“You will not.” The deep voice cut in from the opposite side of the table, and my gaze found Ezra’s blue-green eyes.

I lifted a brow. “Bossy, much?”

Kael chuckled. “Not usually.”

That had surprise flickering through me.

“Sit,” Dexter said, pulling out a chair. “I bet you’re starving, and I made breakfast.”

I lowered myself to the chair as I took in the spread in front of us. “You mean you made a feast?” I asked, gaping at it all.

“Dexter does nothing in half measures,” Kael said, a smile in his voice.

“What would the point of that be?” Dexter grumbled. “Okay, we’ve got scrambled eggs with sharp cheddar, biscuits, bacon, sausage, cheddar grits, and a fruit salad.”

My stomach rumbled in appreciation.

Dexter only grinned wider. “What can I start you with?”

“I’ll take-

My words were cut off as a ball of fur leapt into my lap and instantly put its adorable kitten paws on my chest.

“Well, who in the world are you?”

“That’s Lulu. She’s Asher’s cat,” Nox said.

My brain short-circuited. “I’m sorry. What did you say?”

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