Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth

"Mind your own business, bi- The man's eyes widened as he finally registered who I was. "L-Luna Hannah," he stammered, some of that drunken bravado fading. "1, uh-" "You're going to apologize to my friend here," I cut him off sharply. "And then you're going to go sleep it off before I have you thrown out of this establishment entirely." He opened his mouth-likely to protest-but I held up a hand to silence him, my glare boring daggers into his skull.

"Don't make me repeat myself," I said. "Apologize. Now

The man swallowed hard, then finally mumbled a halfhearted apology in James's direction. I nodded curtly, satisfied for the moment, and turned to signal the bartender.

But before I could call out, I felt the stranger's rough hand seize my arm in a bruising grip, whirling me back around with surprising force. "You know what?" he snarled, his words still slurred. "I don't want to apologize. This ugly fucker tried to hit on my wife." Gasping, I stumbled, my back slamming hard into the edge of the bar as glasses toppled from the impact, shattering on the floor around me. James stepped forward, his fangs bared and ready to strike.

But before he could, a familiar deep voice cut through the din as a pair of strong hands clamped down on my assailant's shoulders, wrenching him back. "Get your hands off of her!"

Drake.

Relief flooded through me as the tall Alpha stepped between us, his broad shoulders set in a defensive tance as he pushed the drunken man back so hard that he slammed into the bar and sent several lasses careening, shattering on the floor. You should go, Hannah," Drake murmured, casting me a worried glance. "Before it gets ugly."

Like hell I'm leaving." I shoved past Drake's outstretched arm, ignoring his startled protest as I stalked ght up to the drunken idiot who had dared to just manhandle me. Without hesitating, I reared back and nded a stinging slap across his cheek, the sound cracking through the sudden silence that had fallen ver the bar.

ne man staggered back a step, gaping at me in shock as he raised a hand to his reddened face. I could el the blood pounding in my veins as I rounded on the bartender.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

et this piece of trash out of here," I bit out through gritted teeth. "If he or anyone else causes any more suble, you have my permission to call their Alpha directly."

le bartender nodded obediently, already gesturing for a trio of burly security officers to assist in forcibly moving the drunken man from the premises. Drake laid a hand on my arm, his expression tight with

ncern.

re you okay?" he asked, his eyes searching my face. He should be thrown in prison for touching a Luna e that."

n fine," I said curtly, pulling free of his grip and smoothing my hands over my rumpled clothes. Shoving hair back from my face, 1 turned to seek out Vlona, Inding her hovering nearby with James at her side. Chapter 0054

"James," I said, tilting my chin up, "what the hell did you do to piss him off like that?"

James stared down at the floor with a look of embarrassment on his face. "I bought a lady a drink. I didn't know she had a husband."

I couldn't help but huff out a breathless laugh at that, some of the tension easing from my Take the rest of the night off," I said. "Drake will take me home."

"Will I, now?" Drake asked almost amusedly, raising an eyebrow at me.

I nodded and folded my arms across my chest. "You will."

"My wish is your command, Luna."

shoulders."

Not long later, I was sitting on my couch after the whole ordeal. The living room was dark save for the flickering light of the TV, although I wasn't watching the cheesy movie that was playing; rather, my eyes were glued to my phone, where one last text from Drake stared up at me.

"I didn't get the chance to say this earlier, but I'm really impressed with how you handled that situation," he said. "And I'd also like to ask... Would you like to go out tomorrow? Lunch?" Shrugging to myself, I sent back a simple text: "Sure. Pick me up at noon."

No sooner had I hit send, however, was the phone suddenly yanked out of my hand. I gasped, turning and looking up to see Noah standing behind the couch, his lips twisted into a scowl. "You can't hang out with Drake," he growled. "I won't allow it."