Gier stood in complete disbelief. It couldn’t be true. There had to be some sort of mistake. The King could not be serious.
His gaze slid over to where Alexander stood among the small group of wendigos. Gier had known the King wanted to make treaties with them, but they always refused to even make an appearance. Gier assumed it was a lost cause, but now the King had managed to make contact, and he even declared one of them his mate and Luna? What was going on?
“Excuse me,” Gier caught the attention of the wolf who had played announcer at the door. “That she-wolf, she’s not the real luna, is she?”
Kaison blinked at the rather rude question but nodded, “She is. She is our King’s Goddess-given mate and our true luna.”
“How can a wendigo have any idea what running a pack is like?” Gier s
