“You don’t get to make requests, girl. You should go back to where you came from and be glad we are letting you go alive!”
Gosh, this is getting nowhere, and I’m starting to get really annoyed, too. This gathering is not intimidating me the slightest, and all those growls are giving me a headache. So, I deliberately step forward, provoking a new wave of angry growling around me. My inner wolf, pissed at their disrespectful attitude, starts growling, too. “That’s right, girl.” I click my tongue at them, directing my stare to anyone who is acting hostile.
“Enough! I asked to speak to your leader. Let us through right now,” I enjoin them.
Most are surprised by my imperious tone, stop growling or take it down a bit. Some exchange looks, lost at what to do. I’m pretty sure a couple of wolves even took a few steps back. The woman has lost a bit of her confidence, too, and seems tobe re-examining me with caution. She probably is struggling to know how to react.
Liam mind-links me at this very moment, his eyes going all around us to evaluate the situation.“They hadn’t realized you were an Alpha, too. You surprised them.”
“You... Which Clan’s Alpha are you?” Asks an old man.
“None. I said it, I don’t belong to a pack as of now. I was raised within the Gold Moon Clan as a child but got lost. The Jade Moon Clan picked me up, but I never belonged to them, either. Now, the Blood Moon Clan is protecting me, but I have yet to join them.”
“An Alpha without a pack?”
I nod, hoping she will believe me. She is frowning hard, and her eyes go from one member of her pack to another. They are all mind-linking to decide what to do next.
Liam is not acting as anxious as before, either. He is observing them, looking interested but calm, analyzing the situation with cold eyes. Bobo hasn’t moved an inch.
After a minute or two, the woman turns to me again. “What are your current relationships with the Clans you mentioned before?”
I’m getting tired of all this questioning. It’s cold standing here, and I only have this much time before Damian knows where I am. My wolf agrees, and growls louder, giving them a new scare, enough for more of them to retreat.
“I already said it earlier! Now, let me through. None of you are Beta or Alpha, and I need to speak to a man named William Blue. That’s your Alpha, right?”
While talking, I take out the business card and hold it high enough for all to see. They recognize it immediately. The woman finally walks up to me, up until Bobo starts growling, warning her not to come closer. She is only a few steps away now.
“My name is Gloria. You can follow me, but the car stays here. Can I get a name to give to my Alpha, at least?”
“My name is Nora, Nora Bluemoon.”
As soon as I say those words, a lot of them get agitated all of a sudden. People start whispering, and the wolves are fidgeting, too. Gloria looks at me in shock. “Bluemoon? Is that a joke?”
I remain silent, leaving her to believe whatever she wants. Does my last name mean something to them? Anyway, I don’t have time for this now. Can’t we just go already? I don’t have all day! Gloria is lost in her thoughts for a while, but she eventually turns around and starts walking.
As we follow her closely, a few wolves from the Sapphire Moon follow us, too. A lot of them are growling at Liam, but he simply ignores them. He is more focused on our silent conversation.
“Well done, but I wouldn’t say we are fine. They were impressed by your Alpha aura, and your name is intriguing them, too. You probably just made them doubt whether they should kill us or not.”
“I know, but at least now we have a chance at meeting their Alpha, and Damian isn’t looking for us yet.”
“Nora, I think I’m more scared about one angry Damian chasing after us than hundreds of Sapphire Moon wolves trying to kill us.”
Honestly, I’m pretty much the same. No matter how many people are growling and circling us, I don’t feel intimidated, thanks to my Royal Blood. But Damian? That’s another story.
It doesn’t take long until we reach a vast house. I expected a company building, but instead, this is more of a family house. Not your average household, though. More like the old colonial house, all white, a large romantic garden, and aterrace. I count four floors, and so many windows, I bet ten full families could fit in there. How many millions is such a house worth? I feel out of place just by standing in front!
Gloria stops at the front door and a few of the wolves who were still following and watching us scatter around. She doesn’t even knock—an elderly man comes to open before that. He lets us in without a word, and Gloria takes us upstairs. Right before entering a room, she turns around to address Bobo and Liam.
“Just the girl.”
“Hell no,” immediately says Bobo, growling.
“Bobo, it’s okay.”
“Are you sure?” Asks Liam, looking concerned for the first time
I nod, but Bobo is obviously unhappy about this.
