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(Same outfit from last chapter)
The door to my shop opens and I see Rebekah and Sophie walking in. "What do you need?" I asked them as Katie comes back to the front with a box in her hand. "Hey, Soph." Katie greeted.
"Hey, Katie" Sophie greeted back.
"Since you own the shop you should know who told the vampires that a werewolf was in the quarter." Rebekah said looking at all the jewelry. "She's right in front of you." I said and Katie looked back at me shocked. "What are talking about?" She asked me. I used my powers making her float in the air and choke on her breath. "Please do not play dumb with me." I told her calmly before I let her go. Rebekah then grabbed her and slammed her on my counter.
"Rebekah!" Sophie yelled out but I looked at her menacingly and that made her shut up.
"Do you think I'm that stupid to believe that you would have a werewolf for a friend. I should kill you for encouraging her to kill the unborn baby and for sending vampires after her." I said and Rebekah put more pressure on her neck.
"Sophie." Katie said looking at her for help but the said girl stayed quiet.
"Who were you on the phone with, Katie. And I can hear your heartbeat so you better think twice before you decide to lie to my face." I said.
"You don't understand. I-I love him." Katie said as her eyes start to tear up.
"Thierry? The vampire that wears that stupid hat of his." I said. Rebekah shoves Katie off the counter and she lands harshly on the floor. "How poetic."
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