THE solemn faces of Basha’s family greeted Mutya when she entered the war room in the pack house.
The first time that she was here, her mate asked her to cooked lunch for her brothers. She met the Luna and the beta of the pack in person that day. She was also welcomed by the family warmly.
Basha was sporting the same face this morning when she fetched Mutya from the cabin. Despite the smile sent her way, the usual cheerful aura of the tall woman was not present.
“Everything alright? Did I do something wrong?” She asked.
She held on to Basha’s arm.
The playful Charlie was gone, too.
Her eyes went to her mate. Worry materialized on her beautiful face.
“Please sit down, Mutya.”
It was the alpha. He was seated at the head of the conference table. The Luna was beside him. The beta
