Penelope POV
"Where is the manager?!"
Marcella stands up so fast her chair screeches against the tile. Her finger points straight at my nose.
"What kind of place is this? You just let trash walk in now?!"
Every single person in the Moon Cafe stops chewing. Heads turn. Glasses clink against porcelain.
I do not look away. I keep my eyes locked on hers.
"Miss Marcella, please," the manager says, rushing out from behind the counter. He is an older Beta. His hands are shaking. "I am terribly sorry."
"Sorry does not cut it!" Marcella snaps. She steps out from behind her table, blocking the main walkway. She glares at the manager, then slashes her hand through the air toward my brother and me. "Kick them out right now! They are ruining my appetite just by standing there! We are your VIP gu
