Entangled Interaction by Cheyenne Meadows Page B

day, I decided to throw caution to the wind, speak to him, and see if we could patch things up. Maybe, just maybe, we could make a go of it. The following day, my mind cranked hard in reverse, opting to look ahead instead of to the past. The alpha's son had had his chance when he showed what he truly thought of me and my abilities. Some days I decided to say good riddance to him. Others, I wanted to race back to his arms, begging him to never let me go. However, in the end, pride won out.
    I would go to their party, put my nose in the air, and avoid Meat. I could and would be civil, but nothing more than casual conversation and definitely no alone time. Safety in numbers.
    I met Jasmine at the club's door promptly at eight. She tossed her hair back with a casual smile. Her jeans and red blouse flattered her assets, while being classy and subtle at the same time.
    "I was about to come looking for you." She sported a happy, relieved grin.
    I smiled slowly in return. "Traffic."
    "Uh huh." Taking my arm, she dragged me into the center of the den of humanity.
    We talked for a little bit, drank a glass of lemonade, and watched the crowd. A few of the faces appeared familiar, but I didn't know anyone by name.
    "Tyger said he would drop in after he gets off work. Mom and Dad said they might stop by too, but you can't always count on them. Way too busy lives." Jasmine sipped her drink and looked over the crowd.
    I picked at the label on my bottle and nodded. Checking my watch, I calculated what time I would make my escape to avoid a confrontation with the liger.
    "He's asked about you several times, you know."
    I looked up to see Jasmine watching me intently. Quickly, I averted my eyes and pretended interest in a nearby table of rowdy but handsome men. My phone number hadn't changed. As far as I was concerned, if he worried about me, he could have called.
    Jasmine released a long sigh. "He's not one to talk about his feelings. Too much of an alpha for that. But I know him well. Underneath that hard exterior, he's mushy when it comes to you."
    Deciding I couldn't dodge this discussion with her, I opted to get it over with. "I think he's made up his mind when it comes to me. I'm in his past, not his future." I tugged nervously at my pink top, then grabbed the end of my braid to pluck at stray hairs.
    She shook her head. "He's stubborn, but he'll come around."
    I shrugged in lowly acceptance. "I'm human and won't live long enough for that to happen."
    Before she could retort, I excused myself to go to the ladies' room. She let me go with a nod. "I'll watch our drinks."
    I didn't know whether to take my time and enjoy the escape from such difficult questions, hoping the conversation would completely change topic once I returned, or to hurry back lest she come up with more material related to my presently defunct relationship with her brother.
    Returning from the bathroom, I twisted and bent my way through the crowd, heading toward the table she'd commandeered for us. Picking up parts of conversations, I didn't pay much mind until one particular phrase caught my attention.
    "Tyger said she can't teleport worth shit. The alpha helped her get back to that house."
    "That's what happens when you let a human, a woman at that, think they have some skills. Piss poor skills at that. Have to bail them out each and every time," another voice agreed.
    I swung around to see who spoke. Two blond-haired men sat at a nearby table, obviously discussing the incident and my part in it. I could only recognize them as part of the male dominated mob that night in the bar, meaning they were part of the Familia.
    A lump lodged in my throat.
    I knew Meat didn't believe in me. He'd stated that bluntly on the night those wolves kidnapped his sister. In front of every male shifter in a one hundred mile radius. No wonder the pack members spouted such conclusions. Maybe they were right too. Maybe I had fooled myself in thinking I actually teleported and hit my target