Marcus settled deeper into his chair, his presence transforming our kitchen into an impromptu storytelling session. "Now, we got something special planned for after your shift at Le Petit Theatre," he said, his eyes twinkling. "My Luna, Josephine, she's gathering the local pack women to welcome y'all proper."
"The local pack women?" Piper asked, intrigued.
"Mmhmm," Marcus nodded. "We got some characters you gonna love. There's Miss Marie - she runs the best hair salon in the Seventh Ward, been doing supernatural hair longer than I been alive. Then there's Tameka and LaShawn - they handle all our pack's special events. And baby, wait till you meet Big Mama Rose."
"Big Mama Rose?" I couldn't help but smile at the name.
"Queen of the New Orleans wolf kitchen scene," Marcus grinned. "That
