Jo-anne POV
Jo-anne’s stitches had been removed and all the art supplies she had ordered had finally arrived, along with a very unhappy T.J. Apparently, humans delivering things to the pack was a no-go. She’d not even thought about it, just ordered what she needed, and clicked the express delivery button upon p*****t, sent it right here to the pack's address.
T.J. had stood there and informed her, all his Beta showing, that any deliveries from humans needed to be requested and approved of. Jo-anne had clicked the sign for button. She always liked to sign for her supplies, so that she could make sure everything she ordered was there and undamaged.
T.J. had driven her down to the gate himself, still annoyed about it. It seemed he had other things to do, he'd told her, with the first allie
