My prophecy Luna

Chapter fifty

REBECCA’S POINT OF VIEW

One of my "friends" has been giving me reports on that b***h that has stolen my position as Luna. After I used my connections to get some rouges that just wanted to cause some havoc to try to kill her. I found Molly who doesn’t like her either nor Layla now that she is mated to Peter. So, we have been meeting up and discussing how we could get both of them out the way so we can have what we want. We were at our usual met-up bar when he approached us.

“I cannot believe that he got her pregnant that should be my pup!” she said downing her drink.

“I can’t believe that Lewis likes that freak of the wolf, what kind of wolf has purple fur?!” I order more drinks for us.

When a male came up to us clearing his throat to get our attention.

“Excuse me. I do not mean to pry, but I couldn’t help but overhear.” He says. He’s handsome.

“And yet here you are,” Molly said sneering at him.

“I believe if this wolf with purple fur is who I think it is, then I think we, that is me and boss, will be able to assist you in what you want.” He said smiling.

Me and Molly looked at each other and a little unsure of what to do. But then we got our drinks and when Molly went to pay for them the man held up his hand reaching into his jacket pocket. He pulled out his wallet and paid with a £50 note and I saw he had quite a few of the notes still in his wallet. Me and Molly nodded at each other and then cheered each other and our new ally.

We left the bar together and headed back to the hotel room me and Molly were sharing. His name was Wesley; he was scrawny but good-looking, his arms were covered in tattoos. When we reached the room me and Molly decided we would give him a treat for paying for our drinks.