Leah had gotten into the habit of dropping by the Howl after work at least two or three times a week. Even if Amy was too busy to talk while she was on the clock, it was nice to hang out there and have a drink, or possibly get into a game of darts or pool with Abigail, Ashley, or Koyah if they happened to be there.
She’d been eating dinner and talking to Amy about her day when she realized a young man—he barely looked old enough to drink—was standing expectantly by their table.
Amy turned, her eyebrows raising. “Hello. Can I help you?”
The man—God, he’s just a boy really—nodded nervously. “I…I was told I should come talk to you. I need a key.”
Amy was suddenly sitting up a bit straighter. “Go on.”
“It’s my dad—he’s one of the alphas, and he doesn’t…” The boy ducked his head slightly,
