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Accalia's POV "All done, Luna," Jone said as she handed me the last invoice to be settled. "Thank you," I answered, and Jone turned to leave. The two halfbreeds had settled in quite nicely. I didn't have any issues with them; even the pack members had slowly but surely accepted them. Not that they had a choice in the matter. "Jone," I called after her as she reached the door. "Yes, Luna?" She answered, and froze at her spot. She was still a bit unsure of how to handle one on one with me. Something was keeping her from not testing her boundaries with me... "Please ask Gwen to come and see me..." I asked and lifted my gaze to look at Jone, "also, I would like you to help me later in my quarters..." She visibly shivered, but kept her composure, then smiled. Was I that cold-hearted?