The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 36 Avery's POV The Old Luna's office turned out to be a rather cramped corner of the ground floor, filled with stacks of file folders, invoices, and boxes that were labeled to go to different Nightwolf industries. Gianna, Gideon's mother, the Olg Lama, was seated behind the desk, reading, papers and wearing reading glasses. She looked up when I entered. My hair was still wet from my bath, but I'd dressed as nicely as I could. She pressed her lips into a line but didn't remark on my appearance. "Ah, Avery. Thank you for joining me. I hope you are recovering from your...

adventure." she said. She indicated a chair covered in folders that I moved to sit down. "I called you here because it is time to start planning the Nightwolf Mating Gala. Similar to how it probably was in your old pack, this is a formal event where pack members mingle and meet prospective mates." I nodded. While I hadn't attended any in Silvermoon, I knew that Zara had looked forward to attending ours each year. Trying to catch the eye of whichever powerful wolf would have her. I guess it worked.

"This event is closed to outsiders, so it is also a time to reinforce the bonds between families here in Nightwolf. It is important that all clan members feel respected and included in the festivities." Gianna continued. I wondered where this was heading. "Usually I request some assistance in preparing the invitation lists, and the catering and event space decorating. Up until now, Jessica- do you know her? She's the Beta's sister.- Anyways, she had been helping me in the past." I stilled when I heard Jessica's name. Uh oh.

jam. I gulped. "I... I will

our community." She gestured for me to follow her out of the office and down the hall. We went down a set of stone stairs into what seemed to be an extended cellar. On one side I saw casks, for storing wine or oil. The other had a large rusty door that she pushed open with a shove. I followed her inside. We appeared to be in a records archive. Metal racks and filing cabinets lined the walls. There was a desk in the center with a creaky

few years ago. The last few Galas have been difficult to