Xavier's pov.
A knock came, making us both look at the door; a smile found my lips, and Alicia poked her head into the room before fully entering the room after seeing my nod.
“Am I interrupting?” she asked me, her straight blonde hair swaying back and forth as she did, approaching me and wrapping her arms around my waist.
“Not at all; we were discussing the attack made by the rogues this morning,” I answered, looking down at her.
A frown came across her lips.
“It was terrible; I wish they would stop attacking us. As if this pack needs more rogue problems.” She said.
This was what I needed for now: caring for others, caring words, and the protective nature of the pack. She would be the perfect Luna, not some rogue that could be tied to all these.
“Mary thinks it could be conn
