Seline
It takes me a few days to realize that Mr. Hamrington was right about a new wolf pack in town.
I don’t really like the look of them, to be honest. With their bulky appearances and aggressive personalities, the female servers try to stay away from them. I can’t keep going and serving them myself, either, because I have to bartend in the evening. Which is what brings us to this point.
“You’ll have to hire a male server,” Marie says, giving me a pleading look.
Gina nods resolutely, her arms crossed over her chest. “We can’t deal with them.”
“One of them grabbed my wrist and didn’t let go till you intervened!” Marie says, her hand circling her wrist anxiously. “They know I’m a fawn and one of them made a biting motion at me. I don’t want him to track me down and do something t
