DRAKE
I squint, staring at Elena a few feet away from me. I can feel the confused eyes of the men who flank my sides, their faces gliding from Elena to me. She looks frozen, almost like she had her spirit yanked out of her body. I am sure I would look the same if I weren’t sitting down and more composed.
What the hell is she doing here, looking for a job?
A cough from the man on my left lifts the awkward veil of silence, pulling our souls into the room. This is... embarrassing, to say the least.
I feel my throat lodge with that warm feeling of shame, the heat travelling quickly to my cheeks.
I grind my teeth, biting back the words that hover around my mind. She is the Luna of the pack, or did she just forget that? Did she hit her head one morning and decide that she wants to become..
