Allison's POV
I stood outside the Knight Jewelry building, my fingers nervously fidgeting with the strap of my purse. The imposing glass structure seemed to touch the clouds, much like the Storm Pack's status in our werewolf society.
"Would you like me to accompany you inside, Luna?" Kyle asked, his stance protective as always.
I shook my head, summoning my courage. "No, thank you. I'll be fine."
Taking a deep breath, I pushed through the revolving doors into the gleaming lobby. The receptionist, a sleek blonde with perfectly manicured nails, looked up with a practiced smile that quickly faltered when she saw me.
"I'm here to see Alpha Peter," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I commissioned a piece from him a while ago."
She gave me a calculating once-over, her
