Third Person's POV:
"Aren't we waiting for Luna Seraphina?" Randall asked.
Mortimer's face was grim. The oppressive aura radiating from him made it hard to breathe. "No. She isn't coming."
With that, he opened the door and walked out first.
The others could sense that his wolf spirit was on the verge of losing control. No one dared stay behind, so they hurried after him.
Meanwhile, Seraphina had only been waiting in the hotel lobby a few minutes when Caldwell came downstairs, already changed.
"Why don't you get a little more rest?"
"I slept enough on the plane. An Alpha's metabolism burns through everything fast. I'm starving. Let's get something to eat." As he spoke, Caldwell took over Dash's pet stroller.
Seraphina was still cradling the snow-white Devon Rex, gently squeezing its
