Sawyer
"Bloody hell!" I could hear Maeve murmur right after the word left my mouth with a thunderous growl, leaving everyone in the room speechless and dumbfounded. The time froze, my body stiffened as I took in the delicious scent of roasted pecans that filled the whole room.
A pin drop silence that followed after my growling was thick with tension emitting not just from my wolf and I, but also from the rest of my pack members. I could feel the confusion, followed by realisation, delight and pure happiness. The congratulations swooned through the mind-link, the cheers of joy spreading in the pack bond in enjoyment of finally founding their Luna.
Standing there in front of me was an envision of perfection in the shape of a stunningly beautiful woman with the most incredible smoky grey
