Chapter SEVEN

Toni stepped out into the enormous dining room where huge steam tables were being tended to and filled as needed by a small army of kitchen staff. She’d been impressed with the Island Pride Mountain Resort’s employees so far. They’d risen to the challenge and accepted her authority quite readily.

“Paul, we need more au jus at carving station four,” she said into her walkie talkie, as she made her rounds.

It was halfway between the serving time, and the room was crowded with almost every table filled. It seemed the Shifters who’d been invited were eager to arrive to see the changes the Island Stripe Neta had implemented this year.

Toni nodded as she passed her own Alpha Buck and Doe, the Carlsons were nice people and she wholeheartedly approved of how they ran the Cottontail Flock. There were two or three more prey Shifter groups present, but mostly, they were surrounded by predators.