Nefretiri
"Luna, you shouldn't be… Okay, I'm sorry. How can I help you?" The guard on duty, Norman, saw the look I was giving him when I walked in with Odie and Dylan, knowing he shouldn't test his luck.
"I want to see the dragon," I demand, knowing I was acting more aggressive than most had seen me.
The only answer I have is anxiety.
Everything that happened at the house caught up with me, and the only way I could express it was this way: Kali wasn't in the mood to argue with anyone, and that showed itself, too. It worked to my benefit since no one would try to stop me. They wanted to, and I didn't blame them. I was pregnant with their Alpha's pups and asked to see the dragon who'd killed Hannah, one of our own.
That didn't mean I was giving them a choice.
"Now?" Norman glanced at the others on his shift, all of them ready to say something.
