“Careful with that! You oaf!” a young man yelled as the Blue Moon warrior dropped his bags inside the foyer.
The young male was quite bold considering he was barely twenty and the warrior in question outweighed him by over a hundred pounds and several inches taller. To his credit the warrior simply glared at the young pup when he could have easily rolled his head.
“Is this how Blue Moon treats its guests?”
“Greetings, young Alpha Erick, Phoebe stepped forward giving the warrior an apologetic nod.
The warrior bowed deeply baring his neck in reverence to his Luna. Then he turned and retreated outside leaving the young alpha in her hands.
Turning back to their guest she said, “Welcome to Blue Moon.”
“And who are you supposed to be?” he sneered looking her up and down. Though not full-grown, he was quite a bit taller than her.
“I’m the Luna,” Phoebe said keeping her voice neutral as Máni snorted in disgust.
“You’re the Luna?” he snapped in surprise.
Phoebe nodded, “You may call me Luna or Luna Phoebe.
Either is acceptable.”
“And you can call me Alpha,” he smirked
“I think not.”
“What?” he was clearly surprised by her answer.
“A pack can only have one alpha,” Phoebe explained. “My mate is the Blue Moon’s Alpha. You are a guest, that is all.”
“You can’t talk to me like that.”
“Oh yes, I can,” Phoebe said with a small smile. “And I just did.”
“I guess that explains the carelessness of the help,” Erick sneered.
“Don is not a porter. He happens to be one of Blue Moon’s top warriors,” Phoebe said. “Given he may be assisting in your training it would be wise not to test him too much before you face him in the arena.”
“He can’t hurt me.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure about that,” Phoebe said. “But we have excellent healers so you will be returned to your pack unharmed.”
She let her warning sink in before she gestured for him to follow.
“It’s nearly noon so you are probably hungry. Or would you prefer to freshen up.”
“Food is fine.”
Phoebe nodded noting his more subdued nature. She linked the maid to take his suitcases to his assigned room as she escorted him into the dining hall. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jobnib.com. Visit Jobnib.com to read the complete chapters for free. While breakfast and dinner were more extravagant affairs lunch was served buffet style over the course of several hours allowing pack members to eat whenever it was convenient.
“Here we are, Erick,” Phoebe indicated the buffet table. “You can come back for as many servings as you wish.”
“I’m expected to serve myself?”
“Only if you wish to eat,” Phoebe said.
“Mommy!”
She turned and smiled as the daycare entered the dining hall for their lunch. Emma and Blake chuckled helping them serve up their plates before directing them to a table.
The rest of the kids quickly followed with their own plates.
Phoebe and their chaperones kept busy settling them in before getting their own plates.
Once everyone was settled Blake and Emma happily chatted about their day. A number of kids wanted to know when they could venture outside again. Only a month ago she had a new playset installed on the pack grounds. It had no less than seven different slides, three bridges, monkey bars and numerous climbing walls. There were ten swings and three tire swings as well as a climbing dome.
Phoebe fretted she couldn’t give them an answer but promised it would be soon. Normally the pups would be taken outside several times a day to play. For now the packhouse was on lockdown with only the warriors allowed to freely move about. Because of this the lunch room was more crowded than usual as many pack members were forbidden from their usual duties.
“Watch what you are doing you miserable wench!”
Phoebe stiffened her gaze immediately settling on their guest as he stood over an omega server.
“‘m s-s-sorry,” the server stuttered shuffling back
“S-s-sorry?” he mocked loosening his belt. “Oh, you will be.”
“You will do no such thing,” Phoebe’s voice rang out over the hall as her aura suddenly filled the room.
Conversation immediately halted as the pack members bared their necks in difference to their Luna. It had been weeks since any of them incited the Luna’s anger and they certainly didn’t want to be the one that incurred it now. Erick turned ready to snap at her until the weight of her aura settled over him. It was all he could do to keep his legs from buckling.
He looked to see Phoebe’s eyes shining silver. Despite her petite frame her aura made it seem as if she was towering over him. As much as he wanted to shrug it off and assert his dominance his wolf whimpered keeping its tail tucked between its legs.
“You will not raise a hand or your voice at any pack member. You have no authority here,” Phoebe spoke low Máni’s voice seeping into hers. “And since your parents failed to teach you basic manners I’ll do so on their behalf.
Since you don’t appreciate the work of others you will not enjoy the fruits of their labor. For as long as you are here no one will feed you and no one will clean up after you nor do your laundry.”
Phoebe turned away placing a gentle arm around the weeping omega and whispered encouraging words as she escorted her away.
“Y-you can’t do that,” Erick managed to say.
“I am Luna and this is my pack, little alpha. I assure you, I can.” Phoebe glanced at him. “Your room in on the third floor, left from the elevator and three doors down. Enjoy your stay with us.”
** *
Phoebe sat watching the pups as they ate their dinner. It had been a long day and tensions were still running high as the warriors remained on alert. Pack members who normally lived away from the packhouse elected to stay as they were still in lockdown leading to a rather full house.
Jason had not said anything else through the link and she did not want to distract him by being nosy.


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