“That was Jeremy, the son of the Alpha of the Dark moon pack.” Dad informed me as soon as we left the tank station. “His father owns the tank station and he used to help him out. He is a good kid,” he added.
“Dark moon? That’s a creepy name.” I said with a chuckle and dad laughed along with me.
“Our pack is called the Red Crescent pack.” He said in amusement and I let out a laugh.
“That’s even worse,” I said, and we both laughed. 'I don't know who named these packs, but I am sure they had a lot of fun while doing it.'
“Jeremy’s dad is our friend so I trust him with you, but…” he trailed off and scratched the back of his neck nervously. “I think it would be better… if you don’t fool around… you know what I mean… and wait for your mate.” He said in embarrassment and I let out a chuckle
