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My wolf was still absent, leaving me to my misery.
I sat down at an empty stool on the edge of the bar, and the bartender made his way over to me. "What can I get you?"
"Something strong." I had no idea what I would drink; I wasn't one of those girls who went to parties or tried to find ways around the rules. I'd had alcohol every now and then, but only drank a little, and only cheap wine with my mom.
"You got an ID?" he checked.
"Nope." My ID was in my backpack. Even if I'd had it, he didn't want to see it.
"A mate bite?"
My head jerked in a nod. I stood, tugging my shirt up just enough to show him part of the bite on my hip.
"Alright, something strong coming right up.”
Relief flooded me as I sat back down on the stool.
Apparently a bite mark was as good as an ID in Moon Ridge.
The door opened, and a little bell jingled. I didn't turn around; no one had turned around when I went inside, so that was probably the way people did things in the bar. And I wanted to do things right so they didn’t kick me out, because Jesse’s house was the only alternative.
A minute later, someone sat beside me.
I didn't glance at them. "Go home, Jesse."
"I'd think you could recognize your own mate." Ford's rumble met my ears instead of Jesse's smooth timbre. “We don’t exactly look alike.”
The bartender set a drink down in front of me, and I thanked him.
"I hadn't heard you found a mate," the bartender told Ford, looking at me a bit differently.
"She's Jesse's," Ford responded, eyeing the glass now in my hands. "Are you twenty-one yet?"
"Yep." I lifted it to my lips and took a small drink. The liquid nearly came right back up.
Shit, that burned.
The bartender walked away, coming back a minute later with a drink for Ford. Ford thanked him, but didn't pick it up.
"You know alcohol doesn't work well on us, right?" he asked, not unkindly.
I hadn't known that.
Should've realized it, but hadn't.
"Don't care," I said, taking another sip of my drink.
Ford nodded. "You get in a fight with Jesse?"
"I figured he'd told you what happened.” I didn’t look at him.
We hadn't really gotten in a fight. Jesse and I fought all the time, and it was always playful. This was something else.
Something worse.
So if he was asking about a fight, he didn't know what had happened on campus.
"He showed up and tried to steal my car. I'd have given it to him, but he's a shit driver." Ford shrugged. "Didn't say a damn word why, but when we got here he asked me to come in and check on you."
