Chapter 32

ISABELLE'S POV.

After the breakfast, I and Alex had walked aimlessly, discussing, but it was mostly Alex pushing my buttons and watching me flare up.

When it was finally time for my shift, I headed back to the cafe, thanking Alex for the meal once more.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the glass door of the cafe, my eyes scanning the place, it was empty. There was not a single customer, and I sighed.

Making my way to the back of the counter, I was met with the lady in which I had seen the very first time I had came to the cafe. I had found the lady's name to be Maggie.

Making my way towards the apron which was hung to the wall, I ignored Maggie, playing as if she was invisible as we did not get along so well.

Picking up the apron in which I tied around my waist, I heard Maggie's voice behind me.

"Good luck on your shift, Isabel."

Turning around, I was met with Maggie's mischievous gaze. I could tell maggie's words were contradicting the look in her eyes.

Who was she trying to fool? I thought as I rolled my eyes, intending to walk pass Maggie as I had something to get from the store room.

"Have you now learnt to walk out on me?" I heard Maggie ask as the latter gripped my arm, preventing me from leaving.

"Let go of my arm, Maggie." I said, my voice coming out as a warning, but Maggie had rolled her eyes.

"I do what I want to do, and right now I do not want to let your arm go." Maggie said, her hand clutching harder onto my arm.

"Why don't we make her our meal for tonight?" I heard my wolf taunt in the back of my head.

I knew my wolf had missed preying on the humans, but there was nothing I could do, this was not our territory.

"Have you forgotten that the humans also have a dungeon? it's called a prison" I mind linked my wolf, and I could imagine it rolling it's eyes as it said...

"It cannot be worse than the one back in Avid mars, the humans are weaklings."

"Still, this is their territory, not ours. So you cannot do anything you want." I replied

"Fine." It finally said after seconds of silence, and I heaved a sigh.

"Heyy! Are you deaf?!" I heard Maggie yell, bringing me back to reality.

I stared at Maggie whom was still holding onto my arm really tight, and I wiggled it out of the her grasp, walking away.

Maggie watched as I left, her mind swirling with anger. I could feel the hostility in her actions. Perhaps she thought i was a weekling. Little did she know that there was more to Isabelle Anderson.

Stomping her foot, I watched from a corner as she grabbed her bag which was laying close to her grasp, walking out of the cafe, her face red with fury. Ever since I had been hired, I had been Mr Morgan's favorite employee, making her invisible no matter what she did.

It had only been a couple of days, but she already despises the me to the core.

The truth was that I had not really wanted to get anything from the storeroom, I had only just wanted to get away from Maggie. Sighing deeply, I made my way back to the counter, tying my hair up into a messy bun with the rubber band in which I had found laying around at the cafe.

Some people just couldn't live peacefully, I thought, my mind drifting back to Maggie.

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An hour into my shift at de Morgan's cafe, the customers had began to occupy the seats, and I attended to them. Most of them whom were business men who had no wives to make them coffee.

I had just brewed another cup of coffee, wiping the sweat that had tickled down my forehead.

Placing it onto a saucer, I proceeded to place it onto a tray, heading towards a table.

Reaching the table, I unloaded the coffee, smiling at the man who had raised his head from his phone to look at me.

Heading back to the counter, I clutched the tray to my chest.

I sighed as I got behind the counter, dropping the tray. I had no other customer to serve.

I sat, my eyes looking dead as I stared at nowhere in particular. I could tell my flushed face appeared smoother because of the sweat that had coated it. A strand of hair stuck to my sweaty face in which I lazily tucked behind my ear.

For what seemed like hours, I sat unmoving as the customers slowly lessened.

Finally, the cafe turned empty. The sky had turned dark, and the sun had hid beneath the sky. The keys clinked and clanked as I locked the cafe.

I leaned back on the closed doors, my eyes closed, putting myself together before sighing deeply and opening my eyes. How had I gotten so exhausted?

Walking in the direction of my home, I let my blonde hair loose from the rubber band that had kept it together in a messy bun.

My hair sprung free, dancing in the wind that blew through the night as I dragged my feet tiredly over the side walk.

I suddenly halted, my head whipping back only to find a woman whom had been following me for a while now.

My wolf had screamed for me to run, but I had merely took it casual. Perhaps the woman was going my direction too? I thought as I looked for a possible excuse.

My pace quickened despite the fatigue that had began to kick in furiously.

The sound of heels hitting the ground in a faster pace pierced through my ears, and I soon realized I was truly being followed.

"Run!" I heard my wolf say at the back of my mind, and I picked up pace, running in the night as the figure pursued after me.