"I do." Georgia smiled trying to look positive but something in her eyes was giving her away.
Jacie finished her meal in light chatter with Georgia, enjoying hearing things about Alvis.
"Do you want to go around and meet some of the pack? Maybe that will help calm your nerves for the full moon." Georgia suggested, filling the dishwasher.
"Do you have time?"
"All the time in the world."
"Isn't it horrible that I'm nervous about meeting the pack?" Jacie asked as she loaded her dishes into the dishwasher. "I know you guys seem friendly, but I'm still worried about others liking me." Jacie frowned before whispering, "especially when they find it that their Luna is a Runt and a fox."
"Jacie," Georgia spoke her voice firm "you are not a Runt."
"But I'm-"
"No, you are not a Runt. You are
