“Depends on the rumor mill. One says he killed her in a fit of rage. One says a hunter got her. One says she died in childbirth. It's called a rumor mill for a reason. You should know how it goes, as you're an alpha with a reputation,” Amanda said as she left to go place his order.
Nicholson looked out the window and watched the people. Soon these will be his people. He was starting to daydream about it all when the door chimed. He stood without eating and threw a $100 bill on the table. He quickly left. He began to walk around and very quickly noticed that he was not subtly being followed. He turned quickly, but no one was there. Maybe it was his overactive imagination getting to him.
He went back to the festival, getting a giant elephant ear on his way. Fried dough soothed his soul. T
