FERAL
"It's been okay, I guess... You still insist on calling me Luna?"
Lance's lips twisted amusedly. "Of course, Luna. I should, shouldn't I?"
I smiled slightly as an idea entered my head. "Very well, Gamma. You can call me Luna."
Lucas and Lance both looked at me, amused. Lance burst out laughing.
"Fair enough", he said. "I'll call you by your name."
I smiled smugly, satisfied.
"So, what exactly does a gamma do?", I asked.
Lance shrugged. "Inter-pack relations, you could say. As the pack of the Alpha King, we constantly have packs wanting alliances, there are conferences to attend and such. It's my job to oversee all that."
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