Diana’s perspective
I was pacing at the lounge in the pack house, I wanted to have a word with Mr. Montana. I wanted to know how the meeting went, Silas wouldn’t say a word about the meeting, he wouldn’t even talk to me.
“That asshole,” I mumbled and folded my hands crossed my chest.
I haven’t seen Neon since he came back from the meeting, I would have asked him. The Chief Elder is the only one I could ask about the meeting they had with Neon.
“There you are.” I heard a voice clearing his throat behind me.
I spun around and dropped my hands to my side, a sigh of relief washed over my face as I saw Mr. Montana standing there with his hands on his back.
“Did I keep you waiting Luna?”
I forced a smile on my lips. “No.”
“Have a seat.” I gestured towards the few chairs on
