“Can’t you do anything right?”
Their pleasant meal was interrupted by a clatter as a tall, blonde she-wolf tossed her plate on the floor in disgust. Standing, she loomed over the omega server and slapped her across the face, claws extended to gouge several large cuts across her cheek.
“I said ham, cheese, no mushrooms and light pepper, you incompetent mutt!”
“What’s the matter, your highness? Can’t have waffles like a normal person?” Lucille taunted.
The blonde was the daughter of their closest ally, Alpha Thomas of the Blood Moon pack. Since they were pups she had visited their pack often. Sometimes it seemed she spent more time with Blue Moon than her own pack, much to Lucille’s irritation. In fact, none of them could stand her, but they couldn’t simply turn her away.
She turned up
