Chapter 30
He’s agile, standing on two legs instead of four, his shift in stasis. Neither side is able to win.
We stay like this for just a minute before he finally gets the upper hand on that wolf of his.
Clayton, what just happened?” Kimberly sounds as confused as I feel.
“I need to go.” That’s all he says, turning the handle and walking out of my office. He looks as if nothing just happened, except to me he’s ruffled up.
Dallas is there just outside his office eyeing Clayton up and down, posturing to him his outward dislike. Clayton stops just shy of him, looking around the waiting room, little pups, all on their mother’s laps or shoulders. He inhales again before walking out the front door.
Kimberly steps out from behind me, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. She’s looking very uncomfortable.
“Next time, leave him home, or I’ll pick you up from school, okay?” She just nods her head.
“Kimberly, listen. I want you coming to see me every week now. Just to make sure you’re on the right track. If you don’t start gaining weight, I’m going to start to eat all your meals with you, even at your school, so I suggest you start doing what you’re told. I also will be speaking to your mother about this.”
“I’ll start eating more, I promise, but did you just see that?” Her excited voice hurts my ears.
“Yes.” That’s all I’m going to say about that.
“I need to text my mom.” She pulls out her phone, and her fingers work at warp speed, sending the gossip out. I can’t even stop her, she’s so quick.
“I’ll see you next week,” I say, giving her a stern warning.
Finishing up after, I clean everything that needs cleaning. The clinic is empty now. They close early on Fridays.
The Alpha’s Greatest Mistake
Chapter 30
Knocking on Aurora’s office, I wait for her to answer. Dr. Valentine’s door is still wied?
“Come in, Rya.”
“Aurora, I was just wondering I know it’s short notice but I was wondering if you weren’t doing anything tonight, would you like to go out for dinner with me?” I try to act casua it’s the first time I have ever asked a friend out to dinner.
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can’t, babysitting the grandkids tonight.” She’s busy putting away files into the cabinet
“Have fun. I was just thinking of grabbing something quick anyway. I have a lot of painting to do this weekend. See you Monday. Have fun tonight, Aurora.”
“Have fun painting, Rya.”
Walking away, I grab my purse from my office and shut the door behind me. I keep my head down as I get into my car. It’s a quiet drive home, no music…I don’t feel like listening to anything.
After the first coat of paint is applied to the walls in my bedroom, I stand back, looking at the color. I think agreeable grey is perfect. Ordering my dinner from the restaurant twenty minutes down the road, I clean the splatters of paint off my cheeks and arms, trying to make myself look halfway presentable.
The place is packed with people out having a fun Friday night. All the tables are full. As I make my way toward the bar for my pick up, I notice Dr. Valentine with a few pack members having drinks and eating wings. I’m not sure if he notices me or not; it doesn’t seem that he does. He’s giving the female beside him such a sinfully attractive smile that I have to swallow down the growl that wants to bubble up. The female’s trying to feel his hair. Grabbing her hand, he shakes his head no at her. His buddies are talking to the other cute females at the table. I just have to tell myself it was just a kiss.
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He looks up, catching me watching him. Turning away, I try to hide while waiting for my white Styrofoam container that’s my dining partner tonight. At least 1 don’t have to do dishes. Looking into the mirror behind the bar, I can see that Clayton is here with his sister. It’s just the two of them, plates of food on the table. They’re laughi together. He looks like he’s teasing her, poking her shoulder with his finger. She tries to text something, and he grabs her phone away, putting it beside him. It’s nice to watch them until he looks up and I have to look away.
Finally, the food’s ready. Taking my single container, I walk out with as much dignity as a female on a Friday night alone can have.
After finishing the food and the rest of the painting, it’s time for me to get comfortable.
An enchantment sets in, lighting the fire for the first time in my home. I can picture many nights snuggling by the fireplace, being lulled by the crackles and flickers of the flame. I
bring my duvet out, laying it just a few feet away from the dancing light. Brushing my
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out from my shower, I let the heat dry it while sipping a glass of a red.
