Chapter 142 One Cent
Leslie’s POV
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Inside the Rogue Pack royal territory, in a private bar.
Astrid dragged me out for a drink since we both had nothing better to do.
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When I got there, under the dim shifting lights, I spotted Astrid chatting with the bartender andughing. The second she saw me, her expression turned strange and she shook her <b>head </b>with a grin.
“Queen of Rogue Pack, you’ve been all over the newstely. Are you really nning to keep <i>that </i>little wolf cub Lorde as your sugar baby?<b>” </b>
I gave a guiltyugh. Even the bartender looked at me like I was royalty. He slid a ss of tequ across the counter toward me. I smiled, picked it up, and took a sip. “Thanks.”
“There
goes another wave of guys too scared to chase you. Aren’t you worried no one’s gonna want to date you anymore?”
Astrid sighed.
I raised an eyebrow without a care. “I’m fine the way things are. Who needs a man?” I paused, then added, “Besides, even someone like Kirby–you don’t think he’s good enough.”
Astrid pressed her lips together, looking like she was being totally sincere. “If you ever get the urge, just drop some cash on the most expensive Alpha you can find.”
“Cough-”
I nearly choked on my drink and died right there.
I red at Astrid. Some best friend!
She didn’t even notice. Still frowning, she kept thinking aloud. “At the very least, he’s gotta cost more than Kirby. What do you think Kirby’s worth?<b>” </b>
I took another sip and gave a dry little scoff. “Him? Not even a cent.”
The bartender, who’d been listening to us talk this whole time, couldn’t stop the twitch at the corner of his mouth. Probably only I would dare say something like that–calling the heir of the
Crimson Moon Pack worthless.
Wait a second… he looked up and suddenly noticed a tall figure standing behind us.
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That man… looked just like Kirby?
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His hand slipped. The ss crashed to the floor and shattered.
“Kirby… Kirby Alpha, sir?!<b>” </b>
Astrid and I both froze. We were perfectly in sync–neither of us turned around.
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Talking behind someone’s back only to have them show up behind you… awkward didn’t even begin to cover it.
I could feel a burning gaze on my back, staring holes into me. My scalp was tingling.
But I quickly calmed down. So what? Even if he heard me, I didn’t say anything untrue. As far as I’m concerned, Kirby really <i>is </i>worthless.
I rxed and turned around.
No one was there.
I frowned slightly and turned a cold re toward the bartender.
He scrambled to exin. “I swear I wasn’t seeing things! It really was Kirby Alpha… but then he vanished, just like that!”
Did he get it wrong? Couldn’t be. That prickling feeling on my back a moment ago–I know I didn’t imagine that.
Astrid let out a relieved breath. She didn’t even know why she’d been so nervous.
Suddenly, a burst of drums thundered from the stage. The heavy sound of a drum kit pulled everyone’s attention.
I instinctively looked up and saw someone familiar sitting there, totally lost in their drumming.
“Frost Pack?”
Astrid looked like she’d known all along. She smiled and leaned in close. “Did you know? Lyana’sing back.”
Lyana, Alpha of the southern Smoke Pack–a famous female Alpha.
She inherited her Pack at a young <b>age </b>after both her parents died, and she managed to hold the entire Smoke Pack together on her own.
There were even rumors she once killed an Alpha–ranked wolf herself in a border dispute.
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Say her name and everyone knows who you’re talking about.
A total badass.
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What most people didn’t know was that Lyana of the Smoke Pack had been in love with Eric for
years.
I blinked, surprised. “She’s noting back… for Eric, is she?”
Astrid raised her brows. “What else? A shopping trip?”
I clicked my tongue under my breath.
Perfect. Someone finally showed up to take Eric off my hands.
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