Eleven

Before Conrad could process any thoughts, Amber has yanked her back into a cubicle.

The door outside had opened and closed, and Amber is avoiding everyone at the restaurant.

"Don't tell my brother I smoke," Amber demands, clasping Conrad's hands between hers.

"Yeah, no problem. Don't tell your brother I smoke," Conrad grins, and Amber laughs.

Her heart is still racing, but Amber showing her basic human kindness helps relax her a little.

"Oh, so you're not a regular Luna, you're a cool Luna," Amber laughs, and Conrad shrugs.

"Cool, yes, I suppose. I'm a Beta," Conrad whispers conspiratorially, excitement flowing through her veins.

"That makes so much sense, holy shit," Amber exclaims, clapping a hand over her mouth.

Conrad looks at her in confusion, and Amber flaps a dismissive hand.

"The tattoos. The pack. Your build. It all makes a lot more sense than you being an Alpha Female, I knew Alpha James didn't have a daughter," Amber beams, her face inches away from Conrad's.

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