Chapter 23
Third Person
“Who the f*ck are you?” Xena asked. All eyes were facing the front door of the packhouse. A young girl, approximately eighteen to twenty years old, was huffing and puffing like a raging bull.
“I’m his future Luna!” The girl bellowed with the utmost confidence, making everyone either gasp, gape, or murmur in confusion.
“What do you mean you’re his future mate?” Kurt asked with the ugliest scowl on his face.
“Tell him, Daddy!” The girl addressed Cedric, who became highly flustered.
“If there weren’t an urgent matter to tend to at the moment, then I would ask you what is going on, Cedric. However, given that my granddaughter has currently fainted, I will deal with you after I get her settled,” Aimee said, standing. “Alpha Branson, although your offer is generous,
