been downright gleeful at the idea of walking in there and
making Gage Ivanov's life a living hell in any way she possibly could. If that
meant harassing him about his sister, so be it. The other half of Elena wanted
to run as far away as fast as possible from the man who had absolutely shattered
her into a million pieces. Almost two years later and she was still trying to
metaphorically super glue herself back together.
Aunt Thea finally got out of the
SUV and joined their huddle behind the vehicle. Taking a deep breath, she tried
to get her shit together. It was time to get this over with. Running a hand
through her hair, she forced herself to calm down so she wouldn’t snap at
Delta. It wasn’t her fault that Elena had to go confront the douchebag from her
past. “I’m good. Don’t worry about me. All I’m asking for is that you two not
start shit while we’re in here. I want to go in, do what we got to do, and then
get the fuck out of here. Okay?”
Chloe was unusually silent as she
nodded her head and started walking after Aunt Thea towards the bar. Elena and
Delta followed close behind them, through the front door and up to the long
stretch of bar along the right wall. The four of them settled on bar stools and
Chloe crooked her finger at the bartender who was watching them with interest.
Leaving Chloe to ask after Ivanov,
she made a quick visual scan of their surroundings. There was a couple of guys
towards the back playing pool. No way to tell if they were demon, vampire or
shifter unless they did something supernaturally freaky. On the opposite side
of the bar several men and women had pushed a bunch of the smaller tables
together so that they could all sit at one long table together. Elena was
guessing from watching them talk and lounge all over each other that they were
probably shifters. It was something about the way they interacted with each
other that gave them an impression of being a solidified group. Since she was
sitting in a wolf shifter owned bar, Elena was guessing that they were probably
part of a pack of wolves.
She heard Chloe murmuring to the
bartender beside her, and a following sound of beer bottles thudding on the bar
top, but Elena kept her eyes on the rest of the bar. She didn’t like the idea
of anything sneaking up on her. And that’s where her attention would have
stayed to if it hadn’t been for the sudden sound of a door slamming against the
wall. She turned herself back around to face the bar when she saw him storming towards her.
Her breath caught in her throat as
she took him in. His face was twisted in a mask of rage and he was so pissed
off that he was literally stomping in her direction. After almost two years
she’d hoped something horrible had happened to him. Something that would have
disfigured him hideously so that he still didn’t have the ability to make her
heartbeat skip. Luck wasn’t on her side since he was still as drop dead
gorgeous as he had been the last time she had seen him. Damn but it seemed as
if fate must really fucking hate her. She pushed her pain down and flipped that
internal switch that turned her into an unfeeling bitch. Being numb on the
inside was better than trying to sort through the barrage of emotions that were
trying to overwhelm her.
Elena picked up her beer bottle and
takes a few fortifying gulps. As Gage stopped in front of her she felt her sisters tense up on either side of her. Ever at the ready to
jump in and fight her battles if they felt it was necessary.
He snarls at her. “What the fuck
are you doing here, Sergeant Demos?”
Elena set her bottled beer back on
the bar and decided not to let his anger at her appearance bother her. Pasting
a smile on her face that she didn’t really feel, Elena leaned forward and
rested her elbows on the bar. “I take it that you haven’t heard, Master
Sergeant Ivanov. I’m out. As for the reason as to why I’m here in this bar,
though, well that’s easy, I was looking for you.”
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making Gage Ivanov's life a living hell in any way she possibly could. If that
meant harassing him about his sister, so be it. The other half of Elena wanted
to run as far away as fast as possible from the man who had absolutely shattered
her into a million pieces. Almost two years later and she was still trying to
metaphorically super glue herself back together.
Aunt Thea finally got out of the
SUV and joined their huddle behind the vehicle. Taking a deep breath, she tried
to get her shit together. It was time to get this over with. Running a hand
through her hair, she forced herself to calm down so she wouldn’t snap at
Delta. It wasn’t her fault that Elena had to go confront the douchebag from her
past. “I’m good. Don’t worry about me. All I’m asking for is that you two not
start shit while we’re in here. I want to go in, do what we got to do, and then
get the fuck out of here. Okay?”
Chloe was unusually silent as she
nodded her head and started walking after Aunt Thea towards the bar. Elena and
Delta followed close behind them, through the front door and up to the long
stretch of bar along the right wall. The four of them settled on bar stools and
Chloe crooked her finger at the bartender who was watching them with interest.
Leaving Chloe to ask after Ivanov,
she made a quick visual scan of their surroundings. There was a couple of guys
towards the back playing pool. No way to tell if they were demon, vampire or
shifter unless they did something supernaturally freaky. On the opposite side
of the bar several men and women had pushed a bunch of the smaller tables
together so that they could all sit at one long table together. Elena was
guessing from watching them talk and lounge all over each other that they were
probably shifters. It was something about the way they interacted with each
other that gave them an impression of being a solidified group. Since she was
sitting in a wolf shifter owned bar, Elena was guessing that they were probably
part of a pack of wolves.
She heard Chloe murmuring to the
bartender beside her, and a following sound of beer bottles thudding on the bar
top, but Elena kept her eyes on the rest of the bar. She didn’t like the idea
of anything sneaking up on her. And that’s where her attention would have
stayed to if it hadn’t been for the sudden sound of a door slamming against the
wall. She turned herself back around to face the bar when she saw him storming towards her.
Her breath caught in her throat as
she took him in. His face was twisted in a mask of rage and he was so pissed
off that he was literally stomping in her direction. After almost two years
she’d hoped something horrible had happened to him. Something that would have
disfigured him hideously so that he still didn’t have the ability to make her
heartbeat skip. Luck wasn’t on her side since he was still as drop dead
gorgeous as he had been the last time she had seen him. Damn but it seemed as
if fate must really fucking hate her. She pushed her pain down and flipped that
internal switch that turned her into an unfeeling bitch. Being numb on the
inside was better than trying to sort through the barrage of emotions that were
trying to overwhelm her.
Elena picked up her beer bottle and
takes a few fortifying gulps. As Gage stopped in front of her she felt her sisters tense up on either side of her. Ever at the ready to
jump in and fight her battles if they felt it was necessary.
He snarls at her. “What the fuck
are you doing here, Sergeant Demos?”
Elena set her bottled beer back on
the bar and decided not to let his anger at her appearance bother her. Pasting
a smile on her face that she didn’t really feel, Elena leaned forward and
rested her elbows on the bar. “I take it that you haven’t heard, Master
Sergeant Ivanov. I’m out. As for the reason as to why I’m here in this bar,
though, well that’s easy, I was looking for you.”
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