Fate Or Mates
They moved to the torque around my throat, and I saw a faint, approving smile touch his lips.
“Morning, Luna. You look… prepared.” He set the mug down on the dresser and handed me the tablet. “Top file is the patrol summary. All quiet, but they caught a strange scent near the old mill. It was faded, probably just a passing loner. The Beta’s crew noted it for extra sweeps. Second file is the agenda for your meeting with the she-wolves. Martha added some notes about the budget for the spring feast. She can be particular about the meat supplier, just so you know.”
I took the tablet. The warmth from the mug seeped into my other hand. “Thank you, James. Is there anything else?”
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