Alphas of Blackmoon
Daisy brewed the coffee while I removed the coffee mugs from the cabinets.
"What was the deal with those men who came by?" I asked, curious about Dylan and Gordon.
"Are you asking about Mr. Loafer and Mr. Cane?" Daisy confirmed, looking a little rattled.
"Is everything alright?" I asked, holding her arm as she paused, blinking at me.
"I'm just worried about Luna Sia. She's a good person, and everyone in the Pack sees her as a mother figure. I..." Daisy choked up.
"She's fine, Daisy," I reassured her, understanding the feeling of Sia's motherly affection. Daisy had lost her mother at a young age, just like me, and I knew where she came from. I hugged her until she calmed down.