CHAPTER SIXTHERE HAD BEEN A RESTAURANT of some kind on the corner of Fifth Avenue and Thirteenth Street for almost five decades. The current spot was named Luna's and the steak and frites, mussels in white wine, and homemade desserts kept the dining room full every night of the week. Except that time of the month when the moon was full and Luna's was closed.
Kissera met Jake back in the sixties as a young wolf with three members in her pack. At that time, no one would have looked at the short, skinny blonde with flowers in her hair and think alpha, but they would have been wrong. She conquered the New York territory in bits, winning over unsatisfied wolves and bringing in fresh ideas and fresh blood.
One of the three wolves Jake came to New York with served as her beta now. He waved he
