“I’m Amy. And my pack changes. My father’s pack is the Silvermoon pack and my mother settled in the Oakenfang.” I smiled and went to sit.
“Rank?” Caleb asked. “I mean, if you have one.”
“It’s okay.” Charles waves his hand, dismissing me. But that kind of irked me, and Nix bristled.
“Sorry.” I smiled. “I’m an Alpha.” I dropped into my seat as the rest of the room froze.
“No f*****g way.” One guy called out. I hid my smile behind my coffee cup.
Gamma Charles pushed up from the desk. “Amy, while I can understand that, what I said might have appeared dismissive. But lying about rank is prohibited here.”
“I understand Gamma Charles.” I placed my cup down and leaned back in my seat. Caleb, the poor man, was floundering. His mouth was opening and shutting without a sound.
“So, what is yo
