Alpha Ivan’s POV
“Alpha, did Luna want the lilies or the roses by the stage?” a nervous looking waiter asks me as I stand next to the bar, taking a drink from the bartender.
“Damned if I know…” I reply before he moves to walk away. “Wait, either. Kenna won’t give a shit.” I then answer decidedly.
I don’t even bother trying to find out the answer because I know that I am right.
Yes, I’m sure she’s had fun this week bonding with Lydia and getting to know a lot of pack members around town in the process, but I pretty much know for a fact that this stuff isn’t important to her.
She’s only going along with it all because she knows how excited everyone else is.
Word has already travelled to neighbouring packs that there will finally be a Luna at Coldridge and people are shocked to sa
