Page 58 of Alpha's Hidden Gem

I feel a warmth spreading through my chest at her words. The concept of pack is still new to me, but the bonds are already forming, strong and unbreakable.

"I was hoping," I begin, looking between the two women, "that the three of us could be friends. We've all been through a lot, and I think it would be nice to have each other's backs, supporting and looking out for one another."

Sophie's face breaks into a genuine smile. "I'd like that," she says, stepping forward to give Elena a quick hug. "Welcome to the team, Elena."

Elena returns the hug, a bit surprised but pleased. "Thanks, Sophie. I'm looking forward to getting to know you better."

As I watch my best friend and my new packmate embrace, I feel a sense of rightness settling over me.

"Alright, ladies," I say, clapping my hands together. "Let's get to work. We have a restaurant and bar to open."

As Sophie and Elena help me brainstorm ideas for the restaurant and bar, I can't help but notice Elena's growing comfort around me. My heightened senses pick up on the subtle changes in her demeanor, and my wolf recognizes her as a trusted friend.

"What if we have a special menu for werewolves?" Sophie suggests, her eyes bright with excitement. "You know, dishes that cater to their enhanced senses and nutritional needs."

"That's a great idea," I say, jotting it down in my notebook. "We could also have a separate section in the restaurant for pack meetings and gatherings."

As we continue to bounce ideas off each other, I find myself struggling to balance my human creativity with my wolf's instincts. It's a strange sensation, having two distinct parts of myself vying for attention. Yet with every moment that goes by, my resolve to turn this new venture into a success grows stronger.

"We should also consider soundproofing the private rooms," Elena adds, her brow furrowed in thought. "It'll help keep sensitive conversations private and prevent any potential issues with any human customers."

I nod, impressed by her foresight. "Good thinking, Elena. We'll definitely incorporate that into the plans."

Axel walks through the door and announces that it is time. "The pack is ready to hear your plans."

We gather up all of our plans for 'The Night Owl Bar & Grill' and head to the packhouse for the meeting. My nerves feel like I’mconvincing my family of my career change and moving away all over again.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves as I stand before the gathered pack members. Axel's presence beside me is a comfort, but I can still feel the weight of their skeptical gazes. My wolf bristles within me, sensing the challenge and wanting to prove our worth.

"I know that the idea of a werewolf-friendly restaurant may seem unconventional," I begin, my voice steady despite my racing heart. "But I believe it's an opportunity for us to create a space where all shifters can feel welcome and safe. It will have a separate dining area for humans that happen upon the restaurant, that way our own community will still be hidden."

I launch into my presentation, my passion for the project evident in every word. I talk about the specially designed menu, the soundproofed private rooms for pack meetings, and the potential for The Night Owl to become a hub for the supernatural community.

As I speak, I feel my wolf's energy coursing through me, fueling my determination. I channel that energy into my arguments, my voice growing stronger with each point I make. Axel remains a solid presence at my side, his quiet support bolstering my confidence.

Elena chimes in, her enthusiasm for the project shining through. "I think it's a brilliant idea," she says, her eyes sparkling. "It's about time we had a place where we can be ourselves without fear of judgment or exposure."

Slowly, I see the skepticism in the pack members' eyes begin to fade, replaced by curiosity and even a hint of excitement. My wolf preens at the growing acceptance, thrilled at the prospect of being part of this new family.

"I understand your concerns," I say, addressing the lingering doubts head-on. "But I promise you, I will put everything I have into making this restaurant a success. Not just for myself, but for all of us. This is a chance to strengthen our bond as a pack and create something truly special."

As I finish my presentation, I look around the room, my heart swelling with gratitude as I see the nods of approval and the smiles on the faces of my new packmates. Axel squeezes my hand, his pride and love for me evident in his touch.

Mabel'seyes twinkle with excitement as she steps forward, her presence commanding the room's attention. "I think it's a wonderful plan, my dears," she says, her voice warm and supportive. "A place where all shifters can come hidden in plain sight from humans, where we can strengthen our community and forge new bonds. It's exactly what we need."

I feel a rush of relief and gratitude at her words, my wolf practically wagging its tail in delight. Mabel's approval means more to me than I can express, and I find myself blinking back tears as she continues.

"If you'll have me," Mabel says, a mischievous glint in her eye, "I'd love to help out at the restaurant. Perhaps as a hostess, greeting customers and making sure everyone feels welcome. I may be old, but I still know a thing or two about hospitality."

I glance at Axel, a smile spreading across my face as I see the love and pride shining in his eyes. He nods, and I turn back to Mabel, my heart full.

"We would be honored to have you as our hostess, Grandma," I say, the affectionate term slipping out naturally. "Your wisdom and experience would be invaluable, and I can't think of anyone better to make our customers feel at home."

Mabel beams, her smile lighting up the room. She steps forward and pulls me into a warm embrace, her arms strong and comforting around me. I hug her back, feeling a sense of belonging and acceptance that brings tears to my eyes.

"When are you two going to make it official?" Mabel questions us throwing me off guard.

"Grandma, this isn't the time," Axel quickly answers.