*Angelo*
These ladies may be from his pack, but he did not tolerate them looking down on his mate. "Treat my mate with respect." He growled. Apollo huffed as well. "Well done bone head. She will be their Luna one day so it's good that you finally stuck up for her." The salon woman looked down and bowed slightly and stammered in his presence. "Y....yes...s...sir. Right...this way....Luna..." Ophelia glared at him but obediently followed the woman.
The other salon woman looked at Angelo and cleared her throat. "Ah hm. Young master, would you like a coffee...?
Angelo sighed and flopped down on the plush black leather sofa in the waiting area that was behind the front reception. He looked the woman up and down. "Yes. Thankyou." The woman stalked off, her heels clacking on the hard floor a
