Werewolf Restaurant San Diego の小説・ストーリー

At the table are his mate, Arya, and two alphas, Liam and Diego. The she-wolf is having a seltzer water while the rest of us open an IPA that’s local to Diego’s pack in Florida. Not bad, actually. “So, what the hell happened with you guys?” Diego asks. His voice is jovial and welcoming, but you can tell that he expects an answer. I feel like a lot of people might underestimate this guy, but that would be a mistake. He may appear open and fun, but he won’t take shit.

Besides, reliving those humiliations would only make Emily retreat further. Lucian didn't press for details, but something in his wolf's calculating gaze suggested he would investigate the matter himself. He pulled up to an exclusive restaurant I'd only heard about – Wolf's Den, a pack-owned establishment that catered exclusively to high-ranking wolves. Reportedly, they turned away anyone below beta status. "I can't go in there," I whispered, nervousness making my voice shake. "They won't serve someone like me." Lucian offered a rare half-smile that transformed his usually stern features. "They'll serve whoever I bring."

I think it will take some work to get through to Tia, but I’m ready to put that work in. We drive about 30 minutes before arriving at an out-of-the-way restaurant. It was established by a werewolf family and set up away from humans so we could be free to be ourselves. Landon and I had heard about this restaurant a while ago but never made the time to check it out. I can’t wait to get to know our mate better. ~Landon~

“We can’t spend too much time in the presence of the wolf god.” My gaze darted around the street, looking for alternative places to suggest that we eat. We passed a vegetarian restaurant filled with sheep and goat shifters, we passed a fishmonger that had a tiny grill, and we reached the edge of the village square with dozens of choices. “I fancy roast pork.” I pointed at a glass fronted restaurant, where each table had its own fire pit and a spit. The couple closest to the window were clapping as three- foot-tall flames engulfed their pig.

Muscular, juicy, full of sugar, spice and everything nice. *For customers allergic to realistic working and single dads who are just continuously tired because they work too hard, please look for a different restaurant. Cloudy Burger is unable to customise this dish. #2 Beta Bolognese Hunky but not chunky with a dash of helplessness. Garnished with the most expensive glasses, he is your finest second-in-command werewolf who would dedicate everything to supporting the Alpha Supreme - a delectable alternative. #3 Delta Dumplings Wrapped cutely in soft and squishy skin with lots of love! A truly authentic werewolf bursting with surprises with every bite!

"Alright. Waiter. Get me and my 5 buddies the most expensive dish you have. A plate each for each of us." "Yes, sir." the nearby waiter responded. "Thanks, Phoenix." Mel smiled. "It's nothing. We'll be one soon anyway." Phoenix waved and Mel went away to join his buddy. "Thanks!" they heard Rolandro say from his seat. "You guys will be able to finish all the dishes you ordered?" Dante asked. "Yeah. Why do you ask?" said Phoenix. "Well, I thought even though we're, um... *whispers* werewolves, two people can't possibly finish that amount of food.

"It's quite hard." They reached Moon's point forty five minutes later. It was six p.m. Moon's point was a clearing in the forest with big beautiful rocks that had been painted. It was a picnic spot during day time and a lovers nest at night. Everyone in town loved it and it had existed even before Gina was born. Her parents and almost every older person in the town had been there. It was a respected place and people were always requested not to do anything inappropriate there but some wild young people never listened to that. Few people went there at night anyway. Not many liked being in the woods after dark.

he said, turning around. “Two ice creams for dessert. Vanilla chocolate for me, you?” Alarick asked June. "Um, vanilla strawberry available?" asked June. "Yes, miss. OK, I've noted it, "replied the waiter. He then left while closing the VIP room door again. "So, apart from being a werewolf, you have a restaurant business?" June asked starting the conversation. "Yes, you could say that," replied Alarick without breaking his smile. "Are all the werewolves working here?" asked June.

It had never happened to him before, he only get comfortable around his really family the others were pure strangers or maybe he was scared to be hurt by them. When he realised he was getting too close to her despite Nathan's warnings he cringed. "I'm like very hungry!" She clutched to her stomach with her head tilted up. "I need food! I'm a wolf and my wolf burn like a hell lot of energy! If you need answers on scientific researches I'll suggest you go to our Lota, Rosa, she is damn good at that, as for me I gotta grab all the food in the lunch room!" She exclaimed before running off.

Cynthia and Carole both laugh. "Really?" I look around the restaurant, but I don't spot a single werewolf anywhere in the building. Then you must be wondering why we aren't at Minelli's. The Chophouse, perhaps?" Cynthia snorts and explains, "Because every time we go to the Chophouse, Carole orders something that she doesn't like, and then she complains about it throughout the whole meal." Although that is correct, it is not the main cause.