Crossroads Café

The rain was pouring down like crazy outside. A cold night. An old brown car. A baby crying in the back seat. A woman trying to see the road between the multitude of raindrops. « Where are we? Why is there no light on the road? » Bianca was mumbling to herself. Her eyes seemed to search for something to appear in the darkness. But there was nothing. They had only the screaming wind and the crying rain for only company. « Shhh baby…shhh, I'll find a good place for you and me tonight… don't worry, we will be fine… everything is gonna be alright…» The child's cries stopped almost immediately, soothed by Bianca's voice. « I don't understand, a little café must be somewhere not too far from here…» She stopped her car and grabbed her phone. She could have continued to drive while checking her screen. But, there was no way in hell for her to put the baby in any sort of danger. The GPS seemed to refuse to work. She was getting impatient as the little search arrow was tur

« What do you mean by a tricky situation Old Al’ » asked worried Bianca. The old man just made a sound with his throat. « It’s late… very late… I think you and Rosy need a good night's sleep. » Bianca nodded briefly « Yes. Is there a place you could show me… no, wait! » She started to check in a panic her jean’s pockets then Alpha’s words finally sunk. I have all her belongings in my pack and she will have to come by herself to have them back. She raised her head and watched Old Al’ and Mat with despair. Old Al’ took a glance at Mat. The young man took Rosy in his arms. « It’s ok Bianca, you can sleep upstairs tonight. There’s a bedroom with a private bathroom. There will be just the two of you though. What do you think? » Bianca was conflicted. These two people kept helping her and she had no way to repay them at the moment. As if he could hear her thoughts, Old Al’ gave a gentle tap on Bianca’s shoulder. « It’s ok… it’s a crazy night and you are a good one. No one i

Bianca frowned. «What do you mean by he can’t enter as a human? » Mat gave his hair a good shake « Aiyana, dear sister, I’m sorry but I can’t say anymore. I’m dead tired and the first shuttle will arrive soon. » She nodded and took Bianca’s hand « Let’s prepare first. I’ll try to answer as many questions as possible after our shift. Come, I’ll give you the uniform for the employees here. Don’t worry, it’s just a shirt with the shop’s logo on it. » Bianca saw the fatigue on Mat’s face and decided that it wasn’t the time to nag at him. She followed Aiyana and changed quickly. « I’ll need some clothes for myself. I don’t know how long I’ll stay here. At what time do you think I’ll be able to get out? » « I’m not sure. We don’t care about time here. What do you want to do? Maybe I could help you? I could even lend you some skirts… even if with our height difference, you might end with mini skirts on you. »Aiyana offered. Bianca giggled. « I mean, I need clean underwear too yo

Bianca happily shook Connor’s hand. I have to memorize his drinking preferences for his next visit here, she thought. As she released his hand, she noted the solemn expression on his face. He looked perplexed and worried. Little did she know, that she put him in danger by touching him at this moment. This innocent and conventional gesture had heavy meaning for a mate’s wolf, almost sinful when it was an unclaimed Luna. Her scent was now on his hand. Connor and his men knew that he took a huge risk by touching the mate of an alpha… worst the mate of Alpha Black, The Mad One. They ended their drinks, chatting about which route they should take. They had other packs to stop by before joining the Luna’s Ceremony. They were hesitating between going straight to the party or going to the other packs first. They knew that whatever they would choose if the Mad One could smell Bianca on one of them, this would mean trouble… and maybe death. They stopped talking as all their ey

Bianca started to answer when a loud bang made all the walls shake. Some glasses that were on the bar fell shattered on the floor. Bianca began to walk to the front door, but Mat stopped her. « Please, clean the glass shards. We have guests coming in in a few minutes, and we can't let them see the mess, »said Mat. * * * Bianca nodded yes and went to the back, where she changed her clothes earlier, to take a broom and a dustpan. She started to clean up the glass shards when howls resonated from outside. Three men entered. They wore clean clothes. Bianca thought that they all had a typical lumberjack look as they had red checkered shirts with jeans. They all had long beards and had neatly tied men's buns. What struck her was that they all looked like they had trouble with their buttons. As she swept the floor, they came closer to the bar and sat on the stools. « Three cold beers, please, » said the youngest one. « Three beers are coming ! » answered Mat. He