A blast from the past

Ivan

"Sierra!" Luna Gina runs to greet my mother when we walk into the packhouse. "What are you doing here? Steven told us you were still at the hospital until Monday!"

"I wasn't missing my Luna taking control of the pack, Gina." She laughed at her old friend, hugging her tightly. "Especially since she's my daughter."

"I can't blame you," the Luna's grin filled half her face as she looped her arm protectively around my mother's. "You must be so proud of her."

"I am," Using Gina as support, my mom allows the Luna to walk her through the crowds, going to sit in the main hall with the rest of the pack.