Chapter 3

As I scrolled through Annalise Fisher’s Instagram, I noticed that Alpha Jordan was away on pack business again. I assumed our paths wouldn’t cross, but as soon as I opened the door to our den, the aroma from the kitchen enveloped me. To my surprise, there was Annalise, his Beta, sitting cross-legged at the dining table, devouring ravioli.

She froze when she saw me, like a pup caught in the act, then quickly stood up. "Luna Judith," she stammered.

I glanced at Annalise wearing my pajamas and slippers, then saw Jordan’s smile drop as he emerged with a dish. He…