Wolfless Luna
David mumbled sleepily from the other line.
“Hey,” I said, suddenly realizing that I had to get the info without sounding like an overexcited pup. David may be my best friend, and my beta, but there’s no room for any sense of weakness in our pack. We may have fun as Blood Moons, hell we may be a little less traditional than most. But a pack alpha foaming at the mouth over some woman would make me sound like I’m losing my edge. The problem was, however, that everything inside of me screamed that this wolf was my mate, my wolf felt it too… and there was no way I could just let her walk away.
“Is everything alright?” David asks, letting out a loud yawn.