Kelsey
“Another one!” Mia calls out, setting a tray of tequila shots on the table. While my wolf still feels uneasy that our mate is potentially ripping apart rogues, the flow of alcohol has made it easier to deal with her bickering. Blake made it clear that we have to be good hosts and entertain the visiting Alphas. I guess both my wolf and I need to get used to the duties that come along with being a Luna of a pack.
“Who knew Blake’s mate is such a livewire, I need to get me one of you,” Alpha Tate calls out, reaching for another shot off the tray. “To the new Luna,” he calls, his words becoming nearly non coherent.
A bright smile creeps across my face and I join the rest of them, bringing the shot glass up to my lips. I can’t deny that the approval from the other packs makes me fe
