Ann frowned.　　“Then who is this and how did you get my number?” She asked, briefly removing the phone from her ear to check the caller ID before returning it to her ear.　　“I don’t have your number saved and this is my personal phone. So who is this?” Ann demanded haughtily, tapping her foot impatiently.　　“Erm... this is Allan, Beta Allan, my Luna. Alpha Nocturne asked me to call to ascertain your whereabouts.”　　“Oh...” Ann answered as the color drained from her face and Maeve sniggered in her head.?　　“Ah… Alpha Nocturne has arranged the ceremony for tomorrow afternoon. By the time the ceremony is completed and appropriate celebrations have taken place for the pack, the full moon should have risen. The Pack Elders are ready and willing, and more than excited I might add, to welcome you into your position officially as Luna of the Dark Moon Pack.”　　“Right…”　　‘Ironic that the Luna ceremony for the Dark Moon Pack is held on the day the moon is the brightest… would have made more s

　　“Or perhaps I came at the perfect time.” It continued with a hint of amusement.　　Ann’s eyes widened. She recognized that voice! Of all the times he could have arrived, Alpha Nocturne chose now.　　“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but this has nothing to do with you so back off!” Brad snarled as he slowly turned around.　　Ann heard an excited squeal and as she glanced across at Lexi, she noticed that she wore an expression of delighted horror as she stared expectantly at the two males in front of her.　　Ann wished the ground would swallow her whole where she stood as she turned with morbid interest to see where how this would play out.　　Adam stood his ground, staring impassively at Brad's shaking figure as it turned to face him. A wry smile found its way onto his face as Brad locked eyes with him and froze.　　“What… this has nothing to do with you Alpha Nocturne. It’s simply a spat between two mates, that’s all. It’s nothing serious.” Brad offered, the tremor in his voice

　　“No. Maeve and I are in agreement on this. There’s nothing for me at home. For whatever reason, the relationship between my father and I have broken down and I do not get along well with my stepfamily. My stepmother and her daughter are very much alike.”　　“What about your mother?”　　Ann gripped her hands tightly on her seat belt and scowled. She tried her best to hide the hostility from her voice, but some irritation still seeped out.　　“She’s dead. I’m not ready to talk about it with you yet if you don’t mind Alpha.”　　Adam glanced sideways at her and nodded again, slowly.　　“And your friend at the cafe?” He questioned casually.　　“Oh, that’s Lexi. I’ve known her since school. She’s not affiliated with any packs.”　　“A rogue? Lone wolf?” Adam questioned curiously.　　“No,” Ann answered simply.　　She didn’t want to go into too much detail because she knew the reputation that Daemon hybrids had. The Pack’s hated them because of their ancient ties with sorcery and witchcraft. Although

　　Adam waited at the top of the set of stairs that led from the pathway to the veranda that spanned the width of the building.　　Ann was a little impressed with the size of the main house. Its grey and white brick were accented with black slate rooftops and white pillars ran the length of the veranda, various flowering plants climbing languidly along the screens placed intermittently between them.　　It probably had more in common with a small palace rather than a mansion, just because of its sheer size. It certainly reminded her of the royal palace, although the architecture and design of this house were far more modern.　　Ann was a little curious about the need for a 4 storey house, but after the frosty reception she had with her questions about the education provided, she thought she would wait a little longer before she asked anything else.　　Adam’s demeanor was a little off, and he seemed to be a little cold toward her compared to his earlier warmth. He took her hand firmly, with n

Ann was true to her word and didn’t leave the suite all night, eventually falling into a deep sleep in the luxuriously soft bed.She was woken abruptly by a sharp knock on the door and, for a few seconds at least, forgot where she was entirely.“Ann, it’s almost eleven. Did you want breakfast in your room or do you want to come down with me?” Adam’s bored tone came from the other side of the door.Ann swore under her breath and hurriedly began untangling herself from her bed sheets.“I’ll be right there! Just… give me a minute...” She yelled back.By the time she opened the door, she was a little flustered.She was greeted by the sight of Adam leaning against the wall opposite her, with his arms folded against his chest casually, and a wry smile plastered on his face.“I don’t think I need to ask if you slept well, do I?” Adam smirked, his eyes sparkling mischievously.Ann glared at him and folded her arms in front of her to mirror his pose.“Suppose I don’t need to ask if you