(Mylay's POV)
I walked to the front porch with Quame' to greet our incoming guests. It was just after breakfast, and the first set of meetings for this three-day summit was supposed to begin at noon. We have close to fifty guests staying in the packhouse, and I've been running around non-stop to make sure everything was in order. Thank goodness for Franny because this definitely was not her first rodeo.
Quame' wrapped his arm around my waist as more SUVs and trucks pulled up. We had been greeting Alphas, Lunas, and their Omegas for the last hour and a half, and we were waiting for two more packs before the lunch meeting started. Just then, an all-black Cadillac Escalade pulled up, and out came Alpha Don of the Blood Moon Pack, his Luna, his Beta, and another handsome fellow that I could
