Mischa was walking through the pack, returning to the packhouse after a pup had been born, as she’d been requested to go and do the Luna Blessing by Brent, and even though s**t had hit the fan, she’d not be lax in her duties to the actual pack members, so had gone and attended to it, used his computer to log in and document it, done what was part of the Luna’s duties that were now up to Christy.
But she’d found over the past few months, Christy wasn’t called on for Luna Blessings; hadn’t been for almost a solid year, none of the pack’s she-wolves wanted their child to be blessed by Christy since her stint in the cells. So every pup that was born was still being Blessed and documented by Mischa.
She doubted very much that Christy even knew how many pups were being born or that they had b
