CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
Nash and I make our way back to the rest of the pack and explain the situation. Layla and Amanda set about making dinner while Greyson and the rest of his crew work to set up our tents and campers.
The whole time, though, I see the Luna of the Baja pack hanging around, watching us. She was giving me a very peculiar look while I was talking to Carlos, and the last thing I want is to arouse suspicion or create another enemy.
I’ve had enough of Miranda and Regan being after me, and I want to make sure I start out on the right foot with the Baja pack’s Luna.
So I go over to where she’s standing, acting like she’s just one of the perimeter guards despite the fact that she won’t take her eyes off me in particular, and say hello.
“I”m Sarah,” I tell her, “the Luna of the San Diego pack. It’s nice to meet another Luna.”
“Yatzil,” she says, reaching out to shake my hand. “You look familiar.”