Ariana
The minute my mother cursed; everyone's heads turned towards the packhouse's entrance. There stood Alan in all his glory. Enormous, well-built Alpha aura, Alan Hayes-Rockwell. The vibes his body figure sent to my parents and brother gave them all a strange feeling of unfamiliarity with the person that had just entered our packhouse.
"Hello, Luna Alison", Alan replied, and I could tell that he was trying very hard not to show any emotion in his voice. He stepped forward and first greeted my mum politely. He then turned towards my dad and said respectfully, "Hello, Alpha Axel." My dad smiled at Alan, looking straight into his eyes, and it was the first time I saw Alan blush after such a long time. Alan's last greeting was Aiden, who stood still, dumbfounded by Alan's new image.
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