Rachel's Pov
I scribble away on my notepad, writing down the orders of everyone at the table I was tending to. The kid was having a hard time figuring out what to decide, leaving me with a fake smile plastered across my face. I know we shouldn't judge people, but who the fuck brings a child to a bar?
I straightened my feigned smile, forcing my lips not to curl in a sneer knowing that would affect my tips. Not that I cared, but money is money after all and I need to save up as much as I can, especially as my reason for taking this job has been accomplished, I've gotten something to link me with the wolf factions.
After spending more than half my life desperately searching for any clue to the wolves, one would think I would be happy after finally meeting not just a werewolf but the alpha to a whole pack. Well truth be told I am insanely happy to find such a huge lead but, I'm still insanely pissed.