Crescent Moon comes into view, and I shift into my human form, surprised to see the lights are still on. It’s past closing, and Grady should have this place closed by now. Felix is supposed to be here helping him as well.
I walk into the bar and see Reaper sitting on one of the stools, beer halfway to his lips. What in the hell is he doing here? I storm over, holding my hand up to Grady, stopping his approach.
He and Felix are sitting in a booth watching Reaper.
“Reaper, what the fuck?” I snap, coming to a stop behind him.
Reaper freezes and spins around on his stool. “Salena. Looking gorgeous, as always.”
“Cut the crap.”
Reaper smirks, lifting the beer to his lips.
“Why are you here?” I growl, narrowing my eyes at him.
“What? I’ve come alone to check on you. I hear you have a stalker.”
“Who told you that?”
“A little birdy.”
Fuck.
With a low groan, I take a seat next to him. “How much do you know?”
Reaper shrugs and places his beer on the bar. “Not a lot.”
“Any of your pack been coming on my land attacking girls?”
Reaper snarls, spinning to face me. “Don’t, Salena. It’s not us. Call off your fucking spy and look at your own pack.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I scowl.
Reaper stares at me long and hard before he shakes his head. “Nothing. Just watch your back.”
“Ash left a week ago, so I’m not sure who you're referring to.”
Reaper’s brows drop, and he studies me. “Is that what she told you?”
The ground tilts as I absorb his words. “She’s still around?”
“Yes,” he bites out, his tone harsh.
I bite my lip and reach over the bar for the whiskey and a glass.
“Want one?” I ask.
Reaper grunts, which I take as a yes.
“I’m not sorry I sent Ash to watch you. You’re unpredictable, Reaper, and I wasn’t sure how you were going to react.”
“You would have deserved any retaliation I decided on. You embarrassed me in front of members of my pack and yours.”
“I know that. I wasn’t thinking clearly when you had my mate cornered–”
“Wait, he is your mate?” Reaper blurts out, cutting me off.
My eyes widen and I curse myself at my slip up. “Yes.”
