Odessa POV

I watched Maverick stoke the fire in the fireplace as the bitter winter wind blew outside.

I snuggled beneath the blanket. Maverick returned to sit next to me. He dragged my leg over his thigh and exhaled.

“My Luna.”

“My Alpha,” I giggled. “It feels so weird to hear.”

“You have to get used to it, Wildcat. This pack is just as much yours as it is mine.”

“I wish someone held classes for incoming Lunas.”

He chuckled. “You’re perfect, forget about everything ...