“Careful with that! You oaf!” a young man yelled as the Blue Moon warrior dropped his bags inside the foyer.
The young male was quite bold considering he was barely twenty and the warrior in question outweighed him by over a hundred pounds and several inches taller. To his credit, the warrior simply glared at the young pup when he could have easily rolled his head.
“Is this how Blue Moon treats its guests?”
“Greetings, young Alpha Erick,” Phoebe stepped forward, giving the warrior an apologetic nod.
The warrior bowed deeply, baring his neck in reverence to his Luna. Then he turned and retreated outside, leaving the young alpha in her hands.
Turning back to their guest she said, “Welcome to Blue Moon.”
“And who are you supposed to be?” he sneered, looking her up and down. Though not
