Mannequin rubbed her face furiously, she had a lot of things to do, and welcoming the visitors and keeping Luna Audra in check were never on the list. She cussed at Marina and her audacity, the fact that she would order her to take care of her mother's pack while she was doing whatever it was she was.
Staring at the phone, she contemplated calling Chief Ayn again and asking her to come and deal with the family, after all, she was more of a family to Luna Audra than she would ever be. Not that she gave a shit anyways.
A deep sigh escaped her lips, she dropped the phone inside her pocket and went outside. There were chatters all over, someone might have thought the pack was preparing for a mating ceremony. If by any chance a stranger just happened to drop by, he or she wouldn't believe it if they were told the alpha of the pack was dead and was at the chamber of death.
