Chapter 82

"So, who is she?"

"Lily?" Drexel asks, meeting my gaze briefly as we pass the sign into Newton. "A Luna, one of the few who won't let Leo know where you are or even know of you."

"She doesn't know of me? That's a relief," I respond, glad that no one is tied up in the stupid drama of the palace.

"She's human."

Surprised for sure. For a wolf to mate with a human is rare for sure. Although it is growing more common, it's still rare to hear of a human Luna. "Which Alpha?" I ask, guessing already. After spending so long with these Alphas I know each one by heart practically.