Howard.
Nora's words tumbled out in a mix of frustration and determination as she paced back and forth in front of me in the living room. I sat there, trying to keep up with her passionate venting about her stepfather, a figure I had nearly forgotten about.
"You want to what? Why?" I asked, still struggling to fully comprehend what she was proposing.
She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath before explaining, "He does not deserve to be the Alpha of my pack. He forcefully took my position!"
"So, you want him stripped off the throne, and you'd take over?" I inquired, seeking clarification.
Nora stopped her pacing, her gaze fixed on me. "I can be the Luna of both Direwood and Greenbell pack," she asserted with surprising seriousness.
I couldn't help but chuckle at the notion. "You
