The Alpha's Luna
The seafood is served hot and delicious in the restaurants, and the locals sell items made from seashells along the shore.
I march into the hotel lounge, turning the ring of the surfboard keychain around my index finger as my eyes sweep across the place in search of my mother. The hotel isn’t grand, but to me, it's beautiful and more like a second home. I know the staff well, consisting of betas, omegas, and humans.
“There she is!” A familiar voice calls across the room. I recognize immediately who it belongs to. I take quick, large strides and halt right beside my mother, garbed in a flower-patterned dress, her cheeks flushed in the bright lighting.
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