SASHA
“Someone’s turning twenty today!” I chanted loudly as soon as my old best friend answered the call. “Happy birthday, Jazz!”
My first week serving as Luna had run smoothly. Although it definitely was a lot of work, I barely felt the weight of it. It was gratifying to finally have a clear role within the pack. Maybe my eagerness to assume a significant position made me more thrilled about my new responsibilities than worried about the challenges I might face.
Most days had been spent inside the Alpha’s office, where we frequently gathered with Lyall and Sophie. Cedar insisted I had a gradual start, worried I would end up overworking myself. During the first few days, I mostly helped him with routine duties such as reading and signing pack reports.
Once my overprotective Alpha reali
