Jenna
“Wow,”
“You say ‘Wow’ a lot, do you know that?”
I look at Luther and laugh. “Sorry, I’m just not used to being part of such grandiose things.”
Luther pulls a face while looking around the bedroom we’re to share here at Gray Shadows. “It’s just a bedroom, Jenna.”
Luther doesn’t see things the way I do because he grew up wealthy. All my mate knows are banquet halls, festivals, balls, and grand rooms. He’s the son of the Supreme Alpha, the Alpha of all Alphas worldwide. Luther doesn’t realize why this would be shocking to me.
The only time I ever walked into a room like this one was to clean, and never a male’s room. Luther’s chambers back home—our chambers are more opulent than this room, but it would be; this is a packhouse, not a mansion. However, Sara mentioned how Leander wou
