Vorian POV
"Thank you, Alpha. What can I do for you today?" Calista asked politely as she eased into one of the armchairs.
"As always, whatever is discussed here stays here," I said, fixing her with a pointed look. She gave a solemn nod in response.
"Varek and I are attending the Masquerade Ball at Blood Moon this Saturday. We'll need masks to go with our suits."
I caught the way her lips twitched, fighting a smile. "I see, sir. And what exactly do you need from me? Should I go buy some? Make them?"
"Which would be easier?" I asked, because honestly, this wasn’t my realm.
She chuckled under her breath. "Buying, definitely. I don’t think anyone in the pack is particularly skilled in mask-making. I'm free this afternoon, if you'd like me to head to the mall and pick something out. I’m
