The Unusual Luna

Chapter X.

(feeling empty not posting a photo lol!)

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Legecy P.O.V   

"Welcome Alpha! And Beta" Dean one of the pack members interrupted us

"Welcome Alpha! Please have a seat, today we have new sweets with amazing flavors, would you like to try some?" Paige his mate who came running asked us or I should say asked me and totally ignored Gavin this two have always been like this

"No! We would like to have some coffee that's all" My beta answered

Paige and Dean looked at me a little bit disappointed

"It's because we are in the middle of work now, we will come back later, thank you!"

A smile drew on their faces as they say "Yes Alpha!" so I nodded returning the smile.

After we set Paige took our orders, an iced coffee for me and an Americano for Gavin but he changed it in the last moment to an iced Americano; once Paige went back with Dean to get our orders I glared at Gavin.

And he stuttered a 'what?!'

God! Why am I surrounded by morons?

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We had our coffee but the smell couldn't leave me, I am having goosebumps all over my body.

"Come-on let's get over with, I still have work to do"

"We are almost done just three more"

We left the place continuing our walk but again the smell doesn't leave my noise, a lovely breathe, a fresh breeze, a sweet one if I may say ... And what else? Ah! I can't tell! My wolf is not responding and that is making me more 'n' more unease.

"I don't know, I don't think it's a potion" I said out of the blue

"How is it?" he asked cracking a brow

"Weird! Fresh and somehow sweet?!" I said

What's going on with me and why I can't stop thinking about it, and what am I saying? SWEET this is ridiculousness?

"Sweet? Ah! We are near a bakery, The Smith brothers' Bakery?! If that makes some sense" he said while indicating with his finger the direction

"You know they are one of the best in town, plus today is a special day I am sure they made some wonderful pastries, come-on let's go!"

"I am going to buy some" he informed me after we get there

I waited outside because I'm sure is not it.

After minutes he came back with two big bags full of pastries and sweets for all the pack members or at least for the members who live in the pack-house

"Where to next?" I asked

"Well! The old lady down street said she wants to talk to you" he said with a chuckle

Ow No! Why her?!

He starts laughing when he saw the gloomy face I was making

"Come-on man! I am sure this time won't take a long, she can't miss the festival, right?!"

The old lady down Bell-street this is what we all call her; when I was little she used to be the meaning of horror for me, her, her house, her hair, her cats, everything about her and you know what makes it perfect she doesn't get old, SHE'S IMMORTAL! Yes, an immortal calamity, Classic!