"You're blushing," Ire teased.
"No, I'm not," I said with a pout, struggling to conceal the lingering flush of last night's intense encounter with Alpha King Damien.
"You're blushing, no doubt about it," Ire declared, her piercing gaze scrutinizing me intensely.
"I'm just excited about the quest," I told her. Her keen eyes narrowed as she studied me, as if searching for a hidden motive behind my blushing.
Yes, the hunting quest. Beta Smith, our magic instructor had dropped the bombshell this morning, revealing to us that we are to embark on a hunting quest for the lost moonshine pack heirlooms. Lost deep within the magical forest where ancient artifacts lay hidden.
To succeed, we need both magic and our wolf, which I'm evidently lacking in both. And Beta Smith takes delightfulness in
