Mysterious Pov
“Beautiful, come back to bed, please. I’m exhausted after last night, and all I want to do is cuddle.” The Luna said, sighing as she laid naked on top of the bed. She stretched, enjoying the feel of the satin blankets under her body, her long black hair spilling over the pillow. She stared at her Alpha, watching the way she walked around naked, uncaring over the lack of clothes as she studied a map. The Alpha had short ash-blond hair, cut short enough that if she were to wear boy clothes she’d be mistaken for a male, with her deeper voice and her tall stature. Often the Luna’s wife chose to dress like a man, making sure none of the Rogues questioned her or her ability to rule the pack as a female Alpha. It was uncommon, but there was no other candidate. She was, after all,
