Grace
The coverage of the Winter Moon Festival had done more for my image among the pack than I had imagined. I don’t know who Eason talked to among the journalists who had covered the event, but I was a little nervous that Charles might actually try to poach him from the pack. Maybe I should just make him my beta and say to hell with the pack’s expectations.
My phone chimed with an alarm, and grinned as I heard the car pulling up outside. I pulled on my coat and walked out as the car came to a stop. A few moments later, my mentor stepped out dressed in warm, expensive-looking clothes and pursing her lips.
“The things I do for sentimental reasons.”
I embraced her, squeezing her tightly. “Thank you so much for coming.”
She sighed and embraced me gently. “Don’t make me regret havin
