Ella's POV

"Don't worry, Luna. We can do it." Caleb said as I tried to pick a wood and he quickly collected it from me.

I rolled my eyes at him and groaned. "Not you too. I've had enough from the men of the blood moon pack."

"Calling you a Luna?" He chuckled. "Isn't that what you are? When were you going to tell me you were the mate of the alpha of the blood moon pack?"

I shrugged. "Maybe never."

"You are mean, Luna."

"Don't call me, that. You can call me Ella or Anna, whichever you find comfortable and you should stop treating me as a weakling." I...