Chapter 38: The Alpha Calls

A knock sounded loudly and startled Loriann from her baking. She wiped her hands on her apron and headed to the front door, wary. It was Keena.

“Keena? What are you doing here so late?” she asked and ushered the woman inside. She glanced behind her and saw that she was alone. “Where is your father?” he usually accompanied her anywhere she went, acting as chauffeur and bodyguard.

The girl was solemn as she let Loriann lead her to the kitchen. The warm smells of pumpkin pie drifted through the air, thick with spices and butter. Keena sat down, somehow still regal despite wearing a thick winter coat and jeans.