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“I’ll tell Kris over this delicious pie tonight that the pack has concerns about this,” I added with malicious glee. “After all, the pack comes first.”
Belle gave me a long-suffering look as I handed over my money for the dessert. With a smile even wider than before, I left the bakery as she started berating Melanie for her foolishness.
Whistling on the way to the pack leader’s house, I said hello to some of the pack and ignored the ones who snubbed me. At his house, I waited patiently to be let in. There was no open-door policy for his home—he had two males guarding his door at all times.
I always thought it was pretentious, but Kris scowled when I said it out loud, so I learned to keep my thoughts to myself.
“Kezia,” Grant greeted me when he opened the door. Grant was a good guy. Tall, blond, and a trusted advisor of the pack leader, he also balanced out my brother. Where my brother was usually frowning, Grant was usually smiling.
“Hey, is Cass upstairs?” I asked.
Grant looked over his shoulder at the wide central staircase. “Should be…”
His response made me smile. “You have no idea, do you?” I teased him.
He grunted out a laugh, closing the main door behind me. “No, we’ve had a busy morning. Seems there was a coup a few months back in one of the neighboring packs, the old alpha’s been replaced, and we’ve spent the morning strategizing.”
“Sounds boring,” I told him quickly, already making my way up the stairs. “If you need help fighting…”
His good-natured laugh followed me. “Always a trier, aren’t you?”
“Yup, that’s me, the overachiever for equality,” I muttered as I jogged up the stairs. Taking a deep breath at Cass’s door, I knocked once before I entered.
She was sitting on her bed, cross-legged, head bent, engrossed in a book. She didn’t even lift her head as I walked in, closing the door behind me.
Honey-blonde hair lay loose over one shoulder, and her favorite purple T-shirt had slipped off her shoulder, exposing her golden-tanned skin. Even in scruffy shorts and a well-worn shirt, Cass looked effortlessly beautiful.
Looking down at my pale legs, made even whiter by my dark jean skirt, I looked like a washed-out version of something.
“Stop biting your nails,” I admonished Cass, causing her to jump.
“Luna, Kezia! I just had a heart attack!” she yelled, glaring at me. “I was at the good bit,” she chided, closing the book with a sigh.
“The sex, you mean?” Dropping onto her couch, I watched her flush.
“Shut up, it was hot.”
“Sure it was.” Personally, I didn’t see the need for sex in books. Wasn’t the whole point of reading to use your imagination? However, it was an argument we’d had before and not one I wished to have again. “So, the shaman told me something interesting last night.”
Cass rolled her eyes. “Is it about the hostile takeover of the Blackridge Peak Pack? Because Dad’s been muttering about it all day.”
“No. The shaman would never talk to me about pack stuff,” I said stiffly while wishing that he would.
Cass perked up, knowing she wouldn’t have to listen to boring pack gossip. “Ooh, what was it then?”
“My heat is coming.”
Cass squealed and threw herself off the bed and across the room to me. Engulfing me in a huge hug while talking about me becoming a woman was appreciated, and I took a moment to share her joy before I burst her bubble.
“Okay, let me go and maybe stand over there,” I told her, pushing her away gently.
“Why?” Cass took a few steps back but was watching me worriedly.
“He isn’t sure, but I may have to miss the Luna Ball.”
Her wail caused me to wince, and it also caused several pairs of feet to rush to her bedroom. Grant pushed the door open and looked at me with concern.
“She’s being dramatic,” I assured him. “I haven’t hurt her.”
