Parking the car, we climb out of it.

“Vynessa!” The girl who came to my pack as a messenger rushes towards my mate. A young girl who looks just her age ran behind her. They both bow their heads in respect. “You don’t look good, Luna,” the girl utters.

“I’m fine, Nina.” My Mate waves at the other girl.” How have you been, Muna?”

“Very well, Luna,” Muna smiles.

“We have the evidence. Not sure if it’s still needed because Alpha Beckett told us your stepmother has been arrested,” Nina says.

“There isn’t any need for the evidence. Everything has been sorted out.”

“I’m very happy, Luna,” Muna giggles.

“The...