Third Person's POV
When Priscilla heard that Adelaide was angry with Luna Skye, her amber pheromones exploded. The Alpha aura in them made Beata's wolf hairs on her neck flatten instantly.
She was so angry that her wolf claws grew half an inch and left shallow marks on the floor after she stamped her foot. "Who wouldn't be furious hearing such a thing? Adelaide was just minding her seniority and holding back. If I'd been there, I would have slapped her several times!"
Cedar and sandalwood soothing pheromones tried to suppress the anger. She quickly ordered, "Hurry up and get the kitchen to make her some sweets, like cinnamon rolls or almond biscuits... No, better yet, just buy some sweets to cheer her up. It's not worth getting upset over such spineless people."
Morgana's gray wolf ear
