Melanie's POV
After work in the afternoon, I went home first to get the gift I'd prepared, then drove to Moira's house.
Moira's house wasn't within the Razor Pack's territory; it was in the city's outskirts.
The scenery was nice, the environment was quiet—perfect for an elder—the only drawback being how far it was from the city center.
It took me an hour and a half to drive there.
I parked the car and immediately heard Trista's cheerful laughter.
Moira was facing the door, so she saw me first.
She immediately smiled and waved. "Melanie is here? Quick, come sit by me."
My gaze swept over everyone. Only Moira was smiling. When Archer's mother, Rebecca, and Skye saw me, the originally mild pheromones around them suddenly hardened.
They showed none of the reverence a Luna should recei
