ASTRID
"Luna, Aaron doesn't want to give me my doll!" Bailey, a five-year-old cub, whined. My eyes widened at the name she called me. I glanced around, trying to see if anyone was listening.
"Bailey, you can't call me Luna. My name is Astrid. Why don't you try that?" I tried to correct her. She stared at me strangely, her eyes wide and clear.
"Why, Luna?" she asked curiously, as if what she said was right and I was wrong.
"That is because I am not your Luna."
"My mommy said you are going to be our new Luna because Alpha Atlas likes you," she smiled widely, showing her two missing teeth in the front.
I blushed at her words. That wasn't big news to me as I had already noticed it, but I disregarded it. I still had a mate and wouldn't want to betray the mate bond.
"Aaron?" I called, ignoring her words.
