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101: Divided

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Four new Lunas had arrived since the day before, and Jeanette made sure I was introduced to them before getting everyone else settled in at the tables assembled in the greenhouse. “This is Luna Makayla Crestwood of the Red Oasis Pack, Luna Katherine O’Donnell of the Bloodmoon Pride, Luna Sarah Clark of the Silent Silver River Pack, and Luna Lisa Lawrence of the Raging Peaks Pack. Ladies, this is Alpha Selene D’Arcadia Volkov of the Opalescent Moon Pack.”

Each one gave me a soft submissive nod as they were introduced, but I was starting to worry that I’d never be able to remember everyone’s names if many more showed up over the next few days. I pushed my worry aside and gave them all a smile, “I hope that you all were able to settle in comfortably. This is my Delta, Blake,” I gestured towards him and then at the four men that no one mentioned that were unfamiliar to me, “And these gentlemen are?”

Each woman looked taken aback and confused
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