The morning came much too quickly, and I tossed in bed debating on if I should simply beg for sleep to take me again.
My dreams had been a mess of confusion and longing. Alpha Asher plagued some of them, while the corpses of Kanyon and Katie plagued the others.
My mind kept switching between lu*tful dreams of Alpha Asher, and horrendous nightmares featuring Tyler and that same sickeningly sweet scent. Going back to sleep might continue my torment, but I wasn’t ready to start the day. The conflicting dreams provided little rest, leaving me tired and a little irritable. I’m sure it didn’t help knowing Alpha Asher was still away. Parts of me I had tucked away for good longed for Alpha Asher.
“We’ll get all the attention in the world when Alpha Asher comes back.” Maya rolled her eyes, “We might even die at his hands. Exciting.”
“Oh quit brooding.” I huffed, “You know as well as I do that we have to go to Haze.”
“Of course, for Breyona.” Maya nodded, “But why the hell do we have to meet up with the strange person that wrote the notes?”
“To find out what they know.” I groaned. “I thought we were on the same page about this.”
“We were.” Maya nodded, “Until I realized all of the ways Alpha Asher could kill us.”
“I don’t think he’d do that.” I shook my head.
“Well, that makes one of us.” Maya shrugged, “One day you’re going to push him too far, and that day is today.”
“Well, here’s to making our last day on Earth a good one.” I smirked, pulling myself from bed with a sleep moan.
“Your morning humor is impeccable, Lola.” Maya snapped.
“Thank you.” I grinned, “Just wait until I get some coffee in my system, it gets even better.”
I took a quick shower and threw on some clothes. It was only ten in the morning, giving me far too much time to contemplate today’s events.
Grandma already had breakfast steaming in a pan, causing my empty stomach to roar to life. I plopped down at the kitchen table and looked around for my Dad.
“He’s still asleep.” Grandma called out before I could even ask, “Everything’s been taking a toll on him lately.”
I frowned, “I can imagine why.”
“Thing’s will get worse before they get better.” Grandma sighed, “Always does.”
“It’s too early for your infinite wisdom, Grandma.” I smirked at her, digging into the steaming plate of food she placed in front of me.
“It is never too early for my infinite wisdom, thank you very much Lola.” Grandma scolded me whilst handing me a steaming cup of coffee.
“Too early for my brain to process what you could possibly mean.” I chuckled, my mouth full of food.
“Think too hard and you’ll give yourself a headache.” Grandma snickered, earning an incredulous look from me.
If witche’s existed, Grandma would definitely be one of them. Her love for herbs and nature plus the fact that she always knows things she shouldn’t make her the perfect candidate as a witch. It was nearing impossible to hide anything from her, especially when I spent the entire year in her cottage. She always seemed to know what I was up to before I did.
“So, when is Alpha Asher returning?” Grandma asked, her tone innocent and nonchalant.
I choked on the piece of sausage in my mouth, guzzling some steaming coffee to wash it down. My stomach lurched and I gave Grandma a pointed glare.
“How did you know he was gone?” I grumbled, sounding much too similar to my Dad.
“Oh, I didn’t.” Grandma shrugged, “You just confirmed it now.”
I was beginning to think Alpha Asher should’nt have trusted me with the information to begin with.
“What made you ask?” I grumbled, eyeing my sausage warily.
“You seem more stressed.” Grandma shrugged, “Figured something happened with him.”
“You can’t tell anyone he’s gone.” I sighed, “I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone either.”
“Technically you didn’t tell me anything, dear.” Grandma shrugged, going about cleaning the kitchen.
“I don’t think Alpha Asher cares about semantics.” I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t plan on telling anyone.” Grandma continued about her day, “Don’t want you to get in trouble again.”
At the last part of Grandma’s words, she shot me a knowing smile making me pale. If she was trying to chase me from the house, she was most certainly succeeding.
A knock at the door saved me from Grandma’s knowing eyes. I loudly sighed with relief when Breyona appeared from behind the front door, a confused look on her face.
“Bad morning?” Breyona chuckled.
“Not at all.” I shook my head, giving Grandma a hard look.
“Want some coffee?” Breyona shrugged, pulling me out the front door.
I didn’t bother mentioning that I already had some. Grandma was clearly trying to get me to leave the house, which I would happily oblige. Her knowing gaze made me squirm, making me wonder how much hidden information was swirling around in that head of hers.
Breyona and I decided to walk to the cafe – as it was pointless taking her car.
We swung by Mason’s house and grabbed him, waiting a few minutes for him to get dressed.
“Excited for tonight?” I smirked at a somewhat nervous looking Breyona.
“Excited.” Breyona nodded, “Petrified.”
“Petrified, why are you petrified?” I shook my head, a low chuckle coming from my lips.
“It’s different now-a-days.” Breyona frowned, “People aren’t scared of rejecting their mates. They just do it.”
“I don’t think he’ll reject you, Breyona.” I frowned, shaking my head. “I don’t think there’s a man alive who could be that stupid.”
“Tyler’s alive.” Breyona noted.
“Okay, so there is one man alive who is that stupid.” I nodded, “But Tyler’s not your mate.”
“Thank the Goddess.” Breyona fake gagged, making me giggle.
The three of us walked down to the cafe in the middle of town. Town was somewhat busy this morning, many people were strolling around without much to do. There was still that air of tension, but things were a little calmer.
We had to wait a few minutes to get our coffee’s, standing in the long line that led out the front door. Two faces from my past approached us, and I nearly forgotten Ethan and Isaac even belonged to this pack.
“So we hear you’ve been quite busy, Lola.” Ethan chuckled, his voice annoying and taunting.
Breyona didn’t bother turning around, she simply called out from over her shoulder. “f**k off, Ethan.”
“Ouch, that hurts Breyona.” Ethan shook his head, his hand over his chest as though he’d been wounded.
“Hey, Lola.” Isaac nodded.
Isaac had always been the quieter one of the bunch. From what I heard, he had found his mate over a year ago. I hadn’t a single clue if they stayed together or not. Isaac never talked about her, seeming almost angry that he even found her in the first place.
“Hey.” I nodded, tight lipped.
While I moved on from the past, that didn’t make me friendly with these two. They were the ones to encourage Tyler’s stupid and downright verbally abusive behavior.
“Breyona.” Ethan grinned cheerfully, and I already knew what was coming. “When did you get so..curvy?”
“You really think you have a chance, don’t you?” Breyona cackled, nearly crying with laughter.
“Can’t blame me for trying.” Ethan shrugged, turning his attention on me. “Chelsea’s been saying some interesting things about you.”
“Haven’t we already learned Chelsea talks out of her ass?” I lifted my eyebrow, staring at him deadpan.
“She does.” Ethan shrugged, “Doesn’t mean the rumors aren’t interesting.”
“Also doesn’t mean you need to come bother us.” Breyona shrugged, “And yet here you are.”
“Did you really kill Kanyon and Katie?” Ethan grinned, “That’s tough, even for you.”
“Do you think I killed Kanyon and Katie.” I rolled my eyes, grinding my teeth together.
“Hey, anything’s possible.” Ethan shrugged.
“I don’t think you killed them.” Isaac shrugged, looking uninterested in the conversation.
“Thanks.” I grunted, giving Isaac a short nod.
“If you want someone to blame, blame your old best friend.” I shrugged, “It’s not my fault he’s obsessed with me.”
“Really?” Ethan smirked, “Because last year you were pretty obsessed with him.”
I rolled my eyes, “People change. Is that so hard for your pea brain to grasp?”
“People rarely ever change.” Ethan shrugged, “Just stating the obvious.”
“If you say so.” I huffed, walking around Ethan and Isaac.
Ethan was still as insufferable as ever. It wasn’t surprising he was feeding into the rumors swirling about Katie and Kanyon’s death. If only they knew how much the rumors hurt their family members, maybe they’d actually give a sh*t.
“I don’t know who your next target is, but maybe you can off Chelsea next.” Ethan cackled, “Might help get rid of the rumors going around.”
“Little sh*t.” Maya snarled, and I felt my body whip around.
“Not the coffee!” I hissed at Maya, when a new idea popped into her head.
“Of course not.” Maya snickered, “Your idea was so much better.”
My fist flew forward with all the strength Maya had, which was quite a bit. My lips turned up in a smile as my knuckles connected with the soft flesh of Ethan’s throat. A loud squealing gag came from Ethan’s mouth as his hands flew up to grab his throat. He’d heal within the next hour or two, but it was still satisfying and he definitely had it coming.
Mason was the first to burst into laughter, followed by Breyona. Even Isaac had a smirk forming on his face.
“Thanks for the advice, Ethan.” I shrugged, turning away. “Hope your throat feels better.”