Song: Let Me Down Slowly by Alec Benjamin
Words: 2569
Published: June 22nd, 2020
Third Person POV
Rayna
Rayna, Naomi, and Savvy are all in Savvy's Jeep on their way to the nearest mall. Savvy took the credit card from Harley, and Rayna hasn't dared touch it, nor does she plan to. When she was out with Naomi for her birthday two days ago, it was different. She felt like that was okay. That was a friend treating her—someone who is never treated. This? This is too much. She doesn't deserve this. She decides she won't get anything. She can't just waste someone's money like that.
Naomi and Savvy had tried to get Rayna to change into different clothes before they left, but she didn't see what was wrong with what she was wearing. She's still wearing her hoodie and athletic shorts while Naomi is wearing a white, long sleeved crop top with high waisted light blue jeans, and Savvy is in black denim shorts and a cute retro tank top.
Naomi and Savvy are chatting away in the front while Rayna is silently laying in the back, looking out the window with her hand in her palm. She's listening to their conversation.
It turns out Savvy is actually Savannah Harbor, originally Savannah White. She's twenty-two-years-old and met her mate, Calum, (the Gamma,) three years ago when she was Rayna's age at a mate ball. It started off rocky but they're fully mated now, and to the human eye, husband and wife. Of course, Savvy is also asking questions about Rayna and Naomi.
"How did you two meet?" she asks.
"She was being bullied, and I was the only one to be nice to her," Naomi tells her.
"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that. How long ago was that? How long have you two been friends?"
"I dunno. Like, thirteen years now?
"Wow. That's a long time," Savvy comments in awe.
"Yeah. We just really click, ya know?"
Savvy nods. "Yeah. Uhm . . . How long have you . . . known about werewolves?"
"Uh-"
Naomi pauses and looks back at Rayna. The brunette gives her a look she knows all too well. Answer the question, but that's all.
"Let's just say a while. It's a touchy subject, so like . . ."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Nah, it's okay."
Naomi and Savvy continue to converse. They'd already made it out of the forest and into civilization. Rayna takes it in, as she was asleep the last time she went through here. She doesn't entirely know where they are, as she's never really been educated on where the castle is, but it seems really expensive. She guesses that would make sense, as the castle isn't far off and the Alpha King lives close.
It takes them about fifteen more minutes to reach the mall. It's huge. Rayna's been to the Mall Of America before: this isn't it, but it's just as big and even more luxurious. Of course, it doesn't have the same space for rollercoasters and legos as the Mall Of American does, instead having more and bigger stores.
"C'mon, let's go," Naomi says enthusiastically, opening her door. Rayna sighs quietly and does the same. Naomi and Savvy walk happily up to the main doors, but behind them, Rayna instead walks cautiously.
"Where do you wanna go first?" Savvy questions, looking over her shoulder at Rayna. She only shrugs, so Savvy turns to Naomi. The ginger says the name of a store she's always wanted to go to, so Savvy starts leading them that way.
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