Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 279

79 Who is She? 

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279–Who Is She? 

Nora: 

Soon we were downstairs and heading to the backyard. I hadn’t seen that part of the mansion yet. The garden was lit with lights and other decorations, with many lanterns hanging down from the big trees. There were small tables with chairs and then one large table with chairs for the elders and the alpha of the pack. Or in simple terms, for the pack’s officials. 

“Wow, this looks so pretty,” I complimented Brody’s hard work and he smiled in return. 

“Have a seat,” Brody very respectfully slid my chair out and helped me. 

He then sat right next to me at the head of the table. The others sitting around were already staring at me, examining my every move and making me slightly uncomfortable. 

“I think i need to explain,” he cleared his throat, adjusting his posture in his seat. 

“You all must know that I recently started dating a very special young lady. She is so captivating that from the day I saw her until now, I cannot express how much my heart beats for her. Today, I brought her here to meet all of you and to stay here as the Luna of the pack that she is,” as he started announcing, I kept looking around to see everyone’s expressions. 

They didn’t look too pleased, but there were forced smiles on 

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their faces to make their alpha happy with their cooperation. 

“Meet my beautiful, marked, and accepted Luna, Nora!” he pointed at me, and I straightened my back, giving an awkward smile to those who were watching my face like I had personally wronged them. However, there was no mark on my neck and neither had I marked Brody. 

“Welcome.” Finally, an old man broke the silence. Everyone cheered and clapped, but they kept whispering to each other whenever Brody turned his back. 

“This is my royal Beta, Rollo Cyrus,” he pointed at the man from earlier, then at another man sitting right next to a she–wolf who resembled Rollo. 

“He is my royal Gamma, Jerry Tim,” the man with long, curly brown hair gave me a nod, almost like a bow of respect. Brody then turned to the old man who had welcomed me first, “This is the council elder, Albert Hawk, the voter on the council.” 

He pointed at the old man with long white hair and a beard. His eyes were so blue they seemed watery. He was examining me with his hand under his chin. 

Every pack had voters who played an important part in delivering news, offering suggestions, and even representing their pack’s alpha to the alpha kings. But The Red Storm Pack, being the most powerful and having four alpha kings, had the head department of councilors. 

“We welcome you to our pack with open arms,” the old man uttered in his raspy voice, “but you need to understand that our pack is not like the one you came from. You might think we are old–fashioned, but we still follow the rules of our ancestors. We 

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