Chapter Six

Lyra's POV

I was no stranger to back-breaking work or keeping my mouth shut. And when you're a stranger at a new place, these come in handy.

“I'll be right on it, Ma’am,” I said, and clenched the rag with determination.

Things could be better, but still–Lunaris was my chance for a fresh start.

“I'd better just find a speck of dust lying around outside or else you'll pay for it,”

The rag that was already on the counter froze momentarily,

Outsider, huh? Already excluding me from the start.

Still, beggars can't be choosers, I tugged at the corners of my lips till they curved into a realistic smile.

“Of course, Ma'am,”

“It's Madam Beatrice, this is what you'll be doing…” She outlined my responsibilities, then snapped, “Why are you just gawking at me? Get to work!”

Clawfire tavern- the name of the bar-was well patronized. No surprise there, it was co-owned by the Alpha and had ‘entertainment’ for its guests

Now, because the flow of customers was strong and steady, which means I hardly had