26. Raven
After Salt left, a gamma came in. I hadn't met this one and he looked as unfriendly as Salt was though he was smaller in size than both Norman and Salt.
“I hear you are officially one of us now,” he asked mockingly even without introducing himself, holding out a folder. “This is the ceremony outline, but honestly, all you need to do is look radiant, be calm, and not faint. Dont. Let our alpha down.”
“I’ll try my best,” I said dryly as I took the folder from him.
“Good. Because your designer’s here.”
Behind him, Salt and a slender woman stepped forward. She had silver hair twisted in elegant coils and her arms were filled with fabric samples and pens and a book.
“Alpha Norman asked for something dignified, powerful, and soft,” she said. “You are not just a breeder now. You a
