Moonlit Bonds
They approached the register, but their attention was clearly elsewhere, specifically, on the Alphas ' table.
"Welcome to Sneakz," I said with practised cheerfulness. "What can I get for you today?"
The taller one smiled, revealing too-sharp canines. "Just browsing the menu for now. Heard this place has some... special sauces."
My stomach tightened at his emphasis. The Volcanic Sauce wasn't just a novelty item—it contained trace elements that could reveal a werewolf's presence. In the wrong hands, it could be weaponised against our kind.
"Your sauce selection is right there on the menu board," I replied evenly. "Let me know if you have any questions."