The warrior Luna
LAUREN'S POV
"I invited Sheila into my office, a space which my mate Logan personally decorated and furnished.
Logan suggested as the Luna of the pack, I need a dedicated space to handle pack issues and keep daily transaction records.
A gentle knock echoed through the room, and the familiar scent of Sheila wafted in even before she entered. The air was tinged with a hint of another scent suggesting that she had crossed paths with someone else before reaching my office. I pushed aside any curiosity about the mingled scents, focusing instead on welcoming her.
"Please come in," I warmly invited Sheila, and she stepped into the room with a radiant smile. At eighteen, she had blossomed into a wom