The Alpha's Mate Who Cried Wolf
We pass the next couple of shops and go into a nightwear store full of pyjamas and nighties.
'Alpha, it's a pleasure to have you here. What do I owe the pleasure?' The sales assistant says before looking at me.
'Daisy, this is Astrid, my mate. Astrid, this is Daisy,' he says.
'Oh! We finally have a Luna! The elders must be so thrilled! And you, of course, Alpha!' She walks over to me and hugs me. I flinch as she squeezes me. Then, I cry out in pain.
'Astrid, are you okay?' Daisy asks, stepping back with worry.