Moana
My eyes widened when I saw Edrick, but at the same time, my body relaxed knowing that he was here to -- hopefully -- help us. He glanced over at me, but clearly didn’t want anyone to know we were together, and walked up to the desk.
“Is there a problem here?” he asked the receptionist.
“Yes, Mr. Morgan,” she said, gesturing to me, “this woman is a human and she’s trying to be served before werewolves. It’s our policy to serve werewolves first.” Her eyes were wide as she spoke, and her voice shook a bit. I could tell that she knew that she would be in deep trouble if Edrick Morgan himself was here.
“Well, break policy just this once,” he said. He turned to the werewolf couple next, who still stood nearby looking utterly confused. “So sorry about that,” he said, then turned to Seli
