Vivian giggled, “Yes, Dean. This is our new Luna, Carrie. She is not official yet, but she and the Alpha are mates.”
“It is an honor to meet you,” Dean said, bowing his head in respect. He turned and called over his shoulder, “Hey, Max! Come and help make these lattes and meet our new Luna!”
A middle-aged woman hurried through a swinging door behind the counter. She had raven-black hair and large, dark brown eyes that smiled even before her lips did.
“Luna, it is a pleasure to meet you. I’m Maxine, but call me Max. Everyone does,” she said, lowering her head with respect.
“It’s nice to meet you,” Carrie replied. “This place is amazing. How many different drinks and combinations do you have here?”
Max laughed, “I have no idea. What I can tell you is that if you can dream it up, we can
