Sloane's POV
But I kept my expression neutral, bored even. If there's one thing being Sterling's Luna for five years has taught me is how to school your expressions without leaving subtitles.
“I assure you, we mean no harm,” the man continued. “I'm Beta Elijah from Silver Crescent Pack, and a friend to your father.”
I stared at him blankly for a few seconds, and couldn't help but scoff.
“My father?” I repeated, maybe he had made a mistake and meant to say something else, or better still he's mistaken me for someone else.
“Yes, goddess bless his soul,” he said. “And you're a spitting image of him.”
Okay. This has got to stop.
“I'm sorry Beta Elijah, I think you got the wrong person,” I told him, my patience already ran out. I can't believe I've wasted five minutes of my time over som
