Ryder
The full moon was here only a few hours away now. She’d requested a full formal dinner be set up for them, including a proper table and seating, not something they’d had previously. They’d learned long ago to sit on the ground to eat meals, and still did that. This pack was also hosting a mating ball. It had been prearranged prior to them arriving, and she’d seen no need to interfere in that. It would actually work in their favour.
She’d had the Luna bring her all the omegas and line them up this afternoon to handpick the ones that would be here serving them. Seeing as the Alpha’s own heirs were incompetent, which is what she’d blatantly stated to both the Alpha and Luna.
“Your own children are useless; they can’t even pour a drink without the bottle touching the glass. Can’t do t
