CLAIMED BY THE FOUR ALPHA BROTHERS
I looked at their faces one after the other before I said anything.
“Today is the first anniversary of the Alpha's coronation,” I reminded them. “If any of our high-profile visitors complain about your food, every one of you is screwed. Understood?”
“Yes, Luna,” they chorused.
I left the kitchen and stepped out of my chamber, gazing at the beautiful sights in the distance. Several wolves were exchanging gifts. Joy filled the atmosphere. Everyone loved Alpha Draven, and most especially, his responsible Luna, me.