The Unprepared Luna
“Oh, did Lady Luna Malin mention me? It wasn’t just me. I had help.”
“Well, I saw the pictures and my daughter looked incredible. Thank you, to you and your friends for being there for my daughter when her family couldn’t be,” Uncle Liam says seriously.
“Oh, you’re very welcome, Sir Alpha. Anytime," Holly says, beginning to fan herself.
“Now, what’s this about my daughter being a terrible cook?” he asks reaching out to take a cookie. “They look good.”
“Oh, well…” she stops, looking worried as we both wait while Uncle Liam takes a bite. It only takes a moment before his lip is curling in disgust. He grabs a napkin and spits it out.