Bianca P.O.V.
Suddenly, one of the ladies, Tabatha, spoke, "Luna Rachel, I have to say that I am concerned this new generation lacks the class, grace and character, quite frankly, the pedigree to uphold the standard of excellence this pack is known for in this region."
The others giggled. Dana looked pissed already. I promptly mind-linked her to remain calm and just smile sweetly. I wanted to handle these ladies. My mother taught me well about handling these kinds of individuals. We would not act up like she clearly wanted us to do in front of these women.
"Of course!" said another lady, Miriam. "Especially some of these young ladies." That was a jab at us and Dana just wanted to leave. She didn't want to remain anywhere our presence wasn't honored and respected. However, I convinced
