I threw my coffee cup into the bin and heaved a sigh.
It would be nice if Colin focused on finding Jackson’s mate and having them pump out a few babies for his preciousbloodline. Even better, Colin could have another child, but no woman, mate or not, would touch either of those creatures with a ten-foot pole.
It was already 4 pm, and I was yet to find a job. With each restaurant I checked and was told no, my mood plummeted. Perhaps job hunting the day after my little chat with Colin wasn’t a good idea.
I was still livid, but I’d perfected the masks I’ve had to wear over the years.
When two elderly women, humans, walked by me and eyed me the way I hadn’t missed in the least, I shook my head and walked away. Maybe it wasn’t that my masks weren’t working anymore. Perhaps it was the whispers already circulating through town that the Bluemoon Pack was back.
Close your windows and doors, everyone!
I buried my hands in my pockets and growled.
Dad was job hunting today as well, but I wasn’t sure how it was going for him. We’d planned to take today for ourselves, but neither of us was in the mood after chatting with Colin.
Dad didn’t speak once last night after Colin left, and he’d vanished for a few hours, no doubt having shifted to let off some steam in the forest. As for me, I’d been too upset to sleep.
“Diana!” Someone called, and I stopped.
Marian bundled up from head to toe waved while getting out of a cab, and I waved back. She pulled her scarf down and laughed while approaching me.
“You’re not even wearing a jacket,” she pouted. “Must be nice.”
I laughed. “How are you?”
We hugged each other and continued walking. “I’m good,” she answered. “I was heading home just now, but then I saw you. How about dinner? We haven’t chatted since we last saw each other.”
“Sorry about that. Things have been a little crazy,” I confessed, and she nodded.
“Oh, I’ve heard,” she whispered. “But I know you’ve never been one to care what people think.”
“Right you are, and we have our old territory back, so I’m not too far from you,” I said, and she grinned.
“Our girls’ nights were always the best,” she exhaled and whipped out her Chapstick to coat her lips.
“You still hate the cold, huh?” I laughed, and she groaned while smacking her lips.
“I hate it! I really hope it doesn’t snow, but I feel like it’s going to.”
I nodded. “It is.”
She glared at me, and I laughed in response.
“So, what are you doing in town? I suggested dinner without knowing if you had any plans already.”
I sighed, something I’d been doing all day. “I’ve been job hunting, but nothing’s working out.”
Marian held my arm, and we stopped walking. “Are you kidding? I own a supermarket right here in town, and I need a manager.”
I shook my head. “Thanks, Marian, but I don’t have managerial experience.”
She waved her hand and continued walking. “Trust me, it’s not rocket science. I can train you for a week or two, and the pay’s good. I’m not doing you a favor, you know. I’ve been searching for a manager for two weeks already.”
I didn’t respond, and she eventually bumped me with her elbow. “You’ll be doing me a favor. You can send me your resume, and we’ll do an interview like normal.”
I nodded. “Sure,” I replied, and she chuckled while shaking her head. “Thank you, Marian, truly.”
Looping her arm through mine, she grinned. “Don’t mention it, now warm me up. I can’t feel my fingers.”