Helen
Zander dropped me off at work and said he had some errands to run. I had to get up the nerve to give my two-week's notice. I should tell my boss first and then fill out some paperwork with H.R.? It was not going to be pleasant because my boss and I were finally getting into a groove, but with the changes in my life, I would not be able to maintain this job. There were many reasons, namely, that the pack was about an hour away. Too long of a commute for the money I was currently earning. The other main thing is that being a Luna is a big job with lots of responsibility. I won't have the time or inclination to have another job. Which is fine by me.
All my life I knew it was likely that I would one day belong in the hierarchy of a pack. It wasn't surprising that I was mated to a beta
