Emma arrived at the Nightclaw estate at exactly 6:47 pm, her wolf weary from the long day. Paige and Thalia rushed toward her the moment she stepped out of the car, their instincts immediately picking up on her exhaustion and disheveled state.
"Oh my Moon Goddess!" Thalia cried out, her eyes scanning Emma from head to toe. Dust clung stubbornly to her skin and hair, her wolf looking like it had just crawled out of an abandoned den.
"Did you roam through an old pack house?" she asked, suspicion laced with curiosity.
"Yes," Emma replied with a faint grin, running her fingers through her tangled hair before walking past them as though it was nothing. Paige immediately darted inside to prepare warm bathing water for her Alpha's mate.
"Moon-fall, Alpha's mate," Bernard greeted respectfully, lowering his head.
"Bernard, an old she-wolf's pack house needs a deep cleansing. I need ten workers—trusted ones—to restore it," she instructed firmly.
"Where is the location?" he asked.
