Isla
Jackson pulled me close to him and snuggled behind me. “Wake up, Luna.”
“I’ve been awake for a while now.” I turned to face him.
“Nervous?’
“Very,” I replied honestly.
“About what?” He rubbed the tip of his nose against mine.
“About people judging me, about being the Luna of a pack when all I’ve known how to be is an Omega, about not being able to fit in with all the ranked members that come.”
He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “You are my destined mate. Everyone in this pack is going to be thrilled that I found my Luna; once they get to know you, they will be even happier. Everyone that has met you knows that you are Luna material. Being Luna is something that you can and will learn, and you are a natural already. It’s not about rank but about who you are. That will make
