Hannah
I led Drake over to the bar, my heels clicking decisively against the marble floor with each step. Part of me felt like I was betraying Noah somehow, despite the fact that he was the one acting unreasonably jealous.
He has no right to be jealous, I thought to myself. He’s the one with the hots for his ex-girlfriend.
Still, I pushed those thoughts aside as I claimed two empty stools, gesturing for Drake to take a seat beside me. The bartender materialized in front of us almost immediately.
“What can I get for you, Alpha Drake?” he asked.
“I’ll have a whiskey, neat,” Drake replied coolly before looking over at me. “And for you, Luna Hannah…?”
My lips twitched faintly. “Just a water for me, thanks.”
Drake blinked once in apparent surprise, but didn’t questio
