Chapter 11 ☾ A trek across the ice

Opal POV "Miss! You forgot your change." I stop dead at the sound of the voice behind me, my hand slipping from the door handle as I turn. I thought my trip to the gas station would be easy, and uneventful, but I have no idea what I'm doing apparently. The burly cashier has an odd look on his face as he stares at me. He eyes me up and down. I feel like he's staring into the depths of my soul. Can he tell that I'm a werewolf? I gulp, embarrassment flooding me. I cross the small distance between us to grab the few bills that I'm owed. In my haste to get out of this place, I forgot that change was a thing. Despite the fact that he's just a human man, he's intimidating, he's quite a bit taller and wider than me. I've never been in the human world, and this is my first interaction with one, besides Luna Veiler of course. I have at least $200 in cash, and I'm hoping that it will be enough to get me to Colorado.