Cora blew the stray piece of hair that was hanging in her eye as she stepped back and took one final glance around the dining hall. The tables were ready for the Alpha and royal pack members. With Jessa missing for duty, it had taken her a little longer to get everything ready. She shook her head to herself, knowing they would need to replace the poor girl. Just then she saw her sister come rushing through the hallway that lead to the kitchen. Startled, she ran to see what was going on.
“Nova, wait up!” She called out. Her sister ignored her as she entered the kitchen, panting. Concerned, Cora asked her “what’s going on Nova, is Farther ok?” Nova held her hand up as she stood trying to catch her breath. “Torra, I need to speak to Torra” Cora looked at her confused. “Why Torra” she pressed
