The young Alpha jumped for the second time that morning when Garrett’s palm slammed down on the table, and he growled at his best friend. ‘You did what?’ he demanded, leaning closer to Hudson who was too shocked to force him to back down.
Pulling a hand down his face, Garrett shut his eyes tightly, ‘did you just say you not only found the future Luna of our pack . . but you rejected her?’ he hissed furiously.
Hudson gaped, unused to his best friend being this angry or disrespectful, ‘she wasn’t Luna material, she was too weak’ he growled back defensively.
Garrett laughed humourlessly, ‘she was made by the Goddess herself, how could she not be Luna material?’ he demanded, ‘she’s literally made for you, your other half!’
The teenage Alpha felt his blood start to boil, his need to be resp
