Page 5 of Zoinks! Nice Pack, Bro

“See you soon,darlin’.”

“Bye,bro.”

“We’ll be back for you,Sadie.”

The use of my first name has my back straightening as I sit down, feeling my arms cross as the men all flash each other excited glances for getting under my skin.

Dickheads.

“One foot stomp, brat. Just to show off what a-”

Someone clears their throat and they all see someone behind them in line. I’m all customer service as I walk back up to the counter, looking at the boys one last time.

It feels so good to be able to tell them to bug off nicely.

“If you can step aside so I can help the next person, please.” All smiles and fake charm but of course the four assholes of my apocalypse all look at me in a mock version of shock.

Gonna need the earth to swallow me up now.

“Look at what a good girl you can be with your sweet manners,princess.” Fourth guy speaks again before moving his head and they all leave the small area and I’m faking a smile so hard that I’m going to break a freakin’ tooth.

Three more hoursand I can go home.

“Wait, you told this man ZOINKS?” I stir the eggs I’m scrambling and gulp the wine that I definitely need after what can only be described as a manic Monday.

Glaring at the phone instead of answering, my best friend kicks her feet up, laughing at my expense as I roll my eyes and turn the heat off the stove.

I live alone in my shoebox apartment that isn’t legal and I still pay too much money for so grabbing a fork I start eating my scrambled eggs right from the pan as I lean against the counter waiting for my best friend to say something at my expense.

It’s not real friendship if they don’t completely destroy you for being unhinged and not knowing how to be a person at least once a day.

“And there were four hot men?”

“Alphas. They were definitely all Alphas.” I frown as I push my egg around, “One of them called me a brat.” I pause as Clarissa lets out another pleased howl at my expanse, holding her stomach now as she cackles on her couch.

I need new friends.

Clarissa is a beta and as much as she will say alphas are fine she cares more about her hot beta guitarist boyfriend than any alphas.

I envy her and her ability not to crave a knot. Must be really nice.

“I’m going to hang up on you, bitch.” I mutter aggressively, stabbing the egg and taking a bite of it.

I added too much harissa and I’m probably going to have heartburn and not sleep tonight.

Cool, cool, cool.

“Wait.”

“I’m on the edge of my frickin’ seat.” Sarcasm drips from my words as I sneer at my eggs. I should have made a salad or something I could stab to feel better.

Violent stabbing would make me feel better.

“This is your chance.” My eyes line up as she gets close to the camera like the closer she gets to it the better I will be able to hear her, “You’re on adry spell. Now you can have a pack romance just like the books.” I blink waiting for the punchline but there is none.

Forfricksake.

“Goodnight.”

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