Drakania
Once we entered the dining hall, everyone’s eyes fell on us, and I could feel their hatred. I’ve known many of these wolves since they were pups, but they would never accept me as one of their own. Not until I was their Luna anyway.
“Let’s sit by my parents,” he suggested and I nodded. His mother, Pearl, was always kind to me. She was a high level Omega, her husband Gregory was a captain in the guard. We had interacted a few times, Gregory often let me watch his team train for my research.
As we approached them their faces darkened. Even Pearl, whose hazel eyes normally reflected warmth were frozen with hate. As we sat down at the table, his father growled.
“What is this scaly b***h doing near us? She holds no rank in this pack.” His voice was quiet, so as not
