THE BLUE LUNA
“You know it doesn’t matter. I’ll act surprised, I promise.”
“Annie…”
“Please?” I angled my head, jutting out my bottom lip in a pout. “I am your friend first before your Alpha’s daughter.”
“It’s called a surprise, Annie,” she chuckled. “And besides, Alpha Ralph won’t want me spoiling it.”
She finished with my hair, moving to the jewellery box on the vanity. Silver stones glinted as she pulled them out, fastening the neck piece on.
“I want to know,” I grumbled. “It’s my birthday.”
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