True Luna
I mumbled, turning around to find the waiter.
My eyes fell on Carter, and I felt relief wash over me.
“Carter!” I called him.
He looked at me immediately.
“Another one.” I said, turning back to Andrew.
“Yes, Alpha.” I heard Carter say.
“Humans have it so easy, man.” I sighed. “I had to drink three fucking whiskey bottles just to get a little drunk, and I have to keep drinking just to stay drunk. If I were a human, I wouldn't need a fourth bottle.”