“Can I help you?” Zina asked, staring suspiciously at Cruella who stared back at her in shock.
Sebastian gave her hand a little squeeze, and that seemed to calm her down a little.
“I'm sorry I didn't mean to stare, I just...” Cruella trailed off, thinking of the perfect excuse to give.
“It's not like I'm not used to the stares.” Zina responded then walked up to the counter. “Yellow Martini, please.” She said to the bartender who began pouring the drink immediately into a glass.
“Are you alright?” Sebastian asked and Cruella shook her head. She was far from alright. Her heartbeat was faster than ever and she could tell Jason and Kyle could hear it by the way they both stared worriedly at her. She felt a bit at ease, knowing she had her mates—all three of them by her side.
“Here you go
