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My clothes stuck to my body from the rain. Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the downpour of the rain. My mom had told me so many times that I was too young to even be thinking about alphas right now, but I never listened. Nineteen was more than old enough to mate a pack. But I didn’t see through his charm. He was a typical alpha trying to prime me up for a good knotting.
He didn’t care about my comfort or how I felt. He didn’t care that I was stuck out here in the middle of nowhere late at night.
I sought shelter under the roof of a dimly lit bar and pulled my phone out with shaking hands. I called my dad, Alex - no response. Of course, he was sleeping. I tried calling my cousin Olivia, and no response either. I leaned against the wall, looking at the sidewalk drizzled by rain.
I walked into the bar for some warmth. I was numb to the cold, but my body had started shivering while I was outside. My hair was plastered to my face, and I brushed my hair back with my fingers, squeezing the water out of my red hair. I made my way to a bar stool, and the bartender greeted me with a smile. I wasn’t in a smiling mood, but I tried my best to smile back.
“What can I get for you?”
“Just tea,” I said.
“We have black tea, green tea, and herbal tea. Which one?”
“Green is fine,” I said, not caring as long as it was tea.
“Hot or iced?”
“Hot,” I said. I was clearly wet and shivering on this stool. While he walked away to make my tea, I paid more attention to my surroundings. A band played on the stage, and the music invigorated my soul, reminding me of the days I used to sing for practice in high school. I watched them for a while, lost in my thoughts- thinking about my fresh breakup.
The bartender finally came back with my tea.
“Tough night?” he asked.
I managed a weak smile in return and nodded, wiping my face dry with some napkins he handed me. “Yeah, you could say that.”
As I sat there, nursing the warm mug in my hands, my soul was caught by the electrifying sound of the live band of two. One guy was holding an electric guitar, and the other man was singing. The music throbbed with energy, and the lead singer’s powerful voice resonated through the room. It was as if the music spoke to his soul, rekindling the fire that Jordan had tried to extinguish.
The bartender leaned in, his voice carrying over the music. “Like what you’re hearing?”
I nodded, my eyes fixed on the stage. “Yeah, I love rock music. I used to play in a band myself.”
“Really? You play an instrument?”
“The guitar,” I replied, a hint of nostalgia in my voice. “But my boyfriend... ex-boyfriend now, I guess... he didn’t really support my music. Said it was a waste of time.”
His expression turned sympathetic. “Well, it sounds like he didn’t appreciate your talent.”
The music continued to flow, and my heart began to sync with the rhythm. I downed the last of my drink. “You know what? I’m going to get up there and show him—and myself—that I’m not giving up on my passion.”
During the break between the music, I worked up the courage to walk to the stage. I didn’t want to join them, but I just wanted to sing for a moment.
“Hi,” I said. “I love what you’re playing.”
“Thanks,” said the beta male, holding the guitar and wiping his forehead with the back of his tattooed arm.
“I’d like to sing a duet with you guys,” I said, my voice shaking a little. I hadn’t done this in over a year.
“Of course, you can join,” he said.
“Shit, if she got talent, why not?” said the second bandmate. “My name’s Ty. The guitarist is Ben.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Lacy,” I said, my heart giddy with excitement when they handed me the microphone.
“Which song?” asked Ben.
“Hmm,” I said. “How about Moon’s Path by Gray?”
It was a tear-jerker but powerful song of a pack searching for their lost omega.
