-Olivia’s point of view-
As I strolled along the hallways of the packhouse, making my way towards the morning training session, I couldn’t help but sense the collective gaze of pack members upon me. Alex had left before me without bothering to wake me up and I felt happy because I didn't have the dream that has been tormenting me.
It was evident that the scrutiny was largely due to the bond I shared with Alex, marked as his mate. In fact, some pack members offered gestures of reverence by bowing to me, and I, feeling somewhat out of my element, reciprocated with polite nods and gestures.
“Luna!”
Just as I reached the garden, my name was called out, and I turned to discover Karen dashing towards me, her countenance radiating a bright and eager smile.
Arching an inquisitive eyebrow, I
