Tasting 279

79 Who is She?

# 288 (Vouchers

279–Who Is She?

Nora:

Soon we were downstairs and heading to the backyard. I hadn’t seen that part of the mansion yet.

The garden was lit with lights and other decorations, with many lanterns hanging down from the big

trees. There were small tables with chairs and then one large table with chairs for the elders and the

alpha of the pack. Or in simple terms, for the pack’s officials.

“Wow, this looks so pretty,” I complimented Brody’s hard work and he smiled in return.

“Have a seat,” Brody very respectfully slid my chair out and helped me.

He then sat right next to me at the head of the table. The others sitting around were already staring

at me, examining my every move and making me slightly uncomfortable.

“I think i need to explain,” he cleared his throat, adjusting his posture in his seat.

“You all must know that I recently started dating a very special young lady. She is so captivating that

from the day I saw her until now, I cannot express how much my heart beats for her. Today, I

brought her here to meet all of you and to stay here as the Luna of the pack that she is,” as he

started announcing, I kept looking around to see everyone’s expressions.

They didn’t look too pleased, but there were forced smiles on

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their faces to make their alpha happy with their cooperation.

“Meet my beautiful, marked, and accepted Luna, Nora!” he pointed at me, and I straightened my

back, giving an awkward smile to those who were watching my face like I had personally wronged

them. However, there was no mark on my neck and neither had I marked Brody.

“Welcome.” Finally, an old man broke the silence. Everyone cheered and clapped, but they kept

whispering to each other whenever Brody turned his back.

“This is my royal Beta, Rollo Cyrus,” he pointed at the man from earlier, then at another man sitting

right next to a she–wolf who resembled Rollo.

“He is my royal Gamma, Jerry Tim,” the man with long, curly brown hair gave me a nod, almost like

a bow of respect. Brody then turned to the old man who had welcomed me first, “This is the council

elder, Albert Hawk, the voter on the council.”

He pointed at the old man with long white hair and a beard. His eyes were so blue they seemed

watery. He was examining me with his hand under his chin.

Every pack had voters who played an important part in delivering news, offering suggestions, and

even representing their pack’s alpha to the alpha kings. But The Red Storm Pack, being the most

powerful and having four alpha kings, had the head department of councilors.

“We welcome you to our pack with open arms,” the old man uttered in his raspy voice, “but you need

to understand that our pack is not like the one you came from. You might think we are old–

fashioned, but we still follow the rules of our ancestors. We

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love peace, and we respect our alpha and the pack’s rules. I hope you will do the same.” He

continued, and in response, I only nodded my head.

“And stay away from the mountains. We don’t want anyone causing any trouble for our people. We

don’t mingle with the creatures on the mountains and, hence, don’t bother their existence so that we

can continue living peacefully.” Rollo managed to draw attention to himself when he mentioned the

mountains.

I watched the pack members quickly start praying for their safety. What were these creatures, and

why hadn’t the alpha king brothers done anything about them to secure the pack?

“Anyway, let’s start feasting,” as soon as Rollo said that, everyone began to grab food like they

hadn’t eaten in years.

But it wasn’t that which caught my eye. My eyes were on the she–wolf sitting between Rollo and the

royal Gamma Tim. Her eyes kept getting watery, and her stare remained fixed on Brody, not

breaking away for even a moment. All this time, she had not said a word and neither had she looked

away from Brody. The shine in her eyes for him made me only come up with one question,

Who was she?

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