One Call Away

Her next move was to join the NanoGroup Chat.

The following day, she greeted everyone in the group with her liveliness, introducing herself with a vivacity that hinted at her plans.

The initial surprise of seeing the Luna in the chat gradually gave way to realization as her intentions became clear to the pack members. The chat would serve as a central hub for her upcoming shop, a place where residents could engage in seamless transactions with her and other people.

Normally, wolves could talk using mind links. But she has not yet mated with the Alpha, which was the main reason she couldn't connect with the pack members.

The reaction was overwhelmingly positive.

Pack members, though surprised by the Luna's involvement, rallied to express their support. Their words were genuine, sincere, and filled with encouragement.

At this moment, the barrier between the Luna and the rest of the pack seemed to blur. Seraphyne's plan to establish the shop and cater to the pack's needs was met with a chorus of cooperation and well-wishes.

The residents felt genuinely close to their Luna for the first time.

Seraphyne was no longer just a figurehead.

She had taken the initiative to create closer ties with people inside their residences, which is beneficial for her role.

And for Seraphyne, the ease with which her idea was received left her pleasantly surprised.

Meanwhile, in another elegant house, a group of women sat around, sipping on morning coffee while engaging in casual conversation infused with gossip.

"Today's Luna seemed much better than the former."

"The crown needs to be passed, especially when you do nothing good!"

"Let's not talk about someone who never felt contented... Remember her kindness."

"Kindness? Was she so kind to leave her son and publish different marriage events? Poor Kieiran, he was never loved by such a mother!"

Mrs. Stone set the tone, saying, "Have any of you seen the Luna lately?"

"I caught a glimpse once. She was wearing some sort of formal attire but with a dazzling body, standing beside the Alpha at an event overseas. I think they must have a genuine fondness for each other. Otherwise, considering their different backgrounds and interests, why would they agree to marry?" chimed in one of the ladies.

Indeed, the Alpha was no stranger to attention from women. Even without his wealth, his striking looks and charisma ensured he had no shortage of admirers.

Despite being divorced and having a son, he remained single due to his high standards. Hence, it was widely believed that his affection for the new Luna was sincere, even though she was a few years his junior and an orphan.

"The Luna is quite the beauty. At first glance, she appears to be as bright as big stars. But now she wants to open a shop. I can't quite reconcile these two aspects," mused another lady.

With a mischievous laugh, Mrs. Arrow added, "Remember the Alpha's temper? Word has it that he's quite a handful and has a fiery temperament."

"It seems like the Luna is making an effort to present herself as kind and benevolent this week. Perhaps the Alpha has a soft spot for such qualities. After all, he's known for seeking the best."

The pieces seemed to fit together for the group as they exchanged knowing glances.

None of them suspected that Seraphyne's intention was simply to stabilize her life and contribute to her new community.

"So, should we consider getting involved?" one woman asked.

"Of course, it's only fitting. We should show the Alpha that we appreciate and respect his choice," replied another.

Seraphyne's plan seemed to be achieving exactly what she wanted, fostering a sense of unity and acceptance among the pack members, all while inadvertently gaining the attention and support of other influential individuals.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Seraphyne found herself lost in her thoughts about store decorations, plant choices, and other preparations. Yet, amidst her planning, she suddenly realized she had overlooked a crucial aspect.

"I can't believe I almost forgot about that! But what exactly was it?" she mumbled, frustration tinged with confusion in her voice.

The matter at hand involved retrieving certain items from her spatial storage and finding a way to discreetly bring them to the store's location nearest to the pack. She had meticulously mapped out the steps for opening the shop, but this missing puzzle piece was driving her nuts.

"I must've missed something important, but what is it?" she pondered aloud.

The thought of this endeavor, undertaken independently due to her unequal status as a Luna in the pack, made her wonder whether she should inform Zephyir, the Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack.

"Oh, right! I nearly forgot I should call him," she exclaimed, her realization punctuated by a slight slap to her forehead.

Marriage, she realized, didn't exactly suit her nature. She had always preferred making decisions on her own, and the notion of having someone above her who could dictate things weighed heavily on her mind. However, she quickly reasoned that if she wanted to leverage her Luna status to secure her future, she needed to honor that identity fully.

With her optimistic spirit restored, she decided to dial Zephyir's number. But before placing the call, a perplexing question surfaced in her mind.

"How should I address him?" she wondered aloud.

'I don't have the memories of this life, but how does she address the Alpha?' 

In a conventional marriage, spouses might not communicate for days while one is away on a business trip. But in this unique dynamic, she felt the responsibility to show genuine concern for the pack's well-being rather than complaining about his absence.

This nuance puzzled her, and she chuckled at the quirkiness of the situation.

When Seraphyne typed the number, she saw that it was already registered in the contact list, but the name written was quite strange.

"Calling my husband 'Alpha Bloodmoon'? Did the original owner have a particular taste?" she mused playfully.

'But I don't wanna call it that way.'

With a sense of amusement, she dialed his number. 'I wonder what kind of voice he'll possess? I hope it's similar to those in movies, men with husky and sexy voices that can drive you to imagine things... adults do.'

Across town, in a foreign city branch office, Zephyir had just concluded a meeting when his phone lit up with an urgent call notification from Lucas.

"Hello?" he answered, his deep voice carrying a hint of intrigue as he picked up the call.

The employees forgot to breathe when they saw the Alpha answer the call in front of them. They felt cold.

'Damn! That voice... That voice makes me want to melt and become someone's milk. I can even see the goosebumps on my skin. And my throat is drying up at a speed I can never imagine.'

So many things were running in Seraphyne's mind when she heard that 'hello' that seemed to take her breath away. 'He could be a famous voice actor if he was on Earth! And I'd be his number one die-hard fan!'

She cleared her throat and said, "Husband... I am not disturbing you at this moment, right?"

Seraphyne's voice, warm and somewhat hesitant, reached Zephyir's ear through the phone.

He thought, 'She doesn't sound like this before.'

The sound of Seraphyne addressing him as 'husband' brought a subtle softness to his expression, a rare sight for those who knew him well. 'But I like this version of her voice better...'

Yet even Zephyir felt taken aback when his heart fluctuated.

'What was that? My heart beats so fast all of a sudden. Well, maybe my body needs rest. I've been working nonstop since I arrived in this city. Will I be suffering from heart disease?'

He leaned back in his chair, glancing at the window with the view of the city lights. "Not at all. It's good to hear from you. How's everything at the pack?"

As his deep voice echoed, the employees within earshot unconsciously held their breath, the air around them seeming to chill. This was a moment they rarely witnessed, their Alpha displaying a level of familiarity and almost surreal softness.

The employees sneakily used their phones to chat.

[Look at the boss! That's the sign of spring!]

[It's been years since I started working here, and it's the first time I saw the boss with this loving expression on his face!]

[Me too! I can even see that the boss suddenly wants to float on the clouds!]

[Pity us for working hard, and now we're eating dog food from our own boss!]

[The woman who can make the boss act this way must be very special to him.]

[She must be charming and capable of capturing the heart of the boss.]

[The heavens bless us single souls out here. Bless us to be as happy as the boss!]

[I want to cry... I need this blessing, too!]

[I hope the mistress can persuade the boss and let us get off early!]

[Please be merciful, boss! We need sleep more than ever... Let us leave work early!] 

[Look at the boss! He's telling us something...]

Seraphyne paused, choosing her words carefully. "Well, everything here is going smoothly," she began, her voice carrying a hint of cheerfulness that didn't entirely mask her unease.

"Actually, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."