Elle’s POV
I walked up to the cashier and placed all the clothes and things I had picked out on the counter. She started scanning them one by one, and I could hear the soft beep beep of the machine. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the cash Ethan had given me earlier. My hands were a little sweaty as I handed it over. I don’t know why—maybe because it still felt weird spending his money.
She took the money, counted it, and gave me the change and a small polite smile. Then she handed me the shopping bags, packed full of everything I’d picked.
“Thank you,” I said quietly, clutching the bags to my chest.
But just as she opened her mouth to say something back, her eyes widened. She looked past me, froze for a second, and then quickly bowed her head.
“Good day, Alpha,” she said,
