Liora
Standing in the foyer of the pack house, sipping on a hot cup of coffee, I keep an eye out for the vehicles that belong to the alpha of Blood Moon. Last night I barely slept, with the news of Seth being on house arrest. I was right to assume there was another reason why he rejected me but to learn this reason, I would have to meet him face to face.
“Do you need a refill, Beta Liora?” Turning to see an omega named Greg coming my way, I smile and hold out my nearly empty mug. He pours freshly brewed coffee into it, and I thank him before taking a sip.
“You seem on edge,” Greg notes, and I sigh, turning to look outside the open doors.
“I am,” I admit, watching pups run outside, chasing a ball. “Between the Blood Moon alpha and a situation we were just made aware of, Ivory Fangs will
