Nina’s POV:
Alice sat on my left, and Piper lay on my right, with a mess of food in front of us.
“You know what?” Alice said, munching on her third chocolate bar.
“What?” I muffled out, mouth filled with popcorn.
“I make a damn good werewolf. No. A luna,” she said, nodding her head, agreeing with her statement, while shoving more chocolate inside her mouth.
Piper c****d a brow, “How do you know you will become a luna? Maybe you will be a low-level werewolf. What do you call it? An omega?”
She shook her finger. “No, trust me. I’m made to be a luna,” she said proudly, straightening her back.
“Doesn’t that make Neilson your Alpha?” I question, mind wandering why we are discussing this odd subject.
“Uh, duh, yeah!” She said, with an eye-roll, rubbing her stomach.
“You can be the
