All Chapters of Luna To Breeder: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

Nicholson's POV I did keep to my words though. The moment I got into my office, I pulled out a brown glass of bourbon and poured myself a generous amount into a rocky glass cup. It was just a few millimeters shy from pouring over, so I had the excuse of sipping it half way through before filling it back up again. I looked up at her, surprised she didn't have any ‘drunk’ comment till now, even though I was doing everything I usually did to earn the name, she just wasn't having it. I rested my head back on my office chair and narrowed my eyes at her. “You are mad at something.” I said, making her know it wasn't a question but an actual statement. She seemed to be unfazed by my discovery. “I certainly do not look like a happy chap.” She tilted her head to the side, holding some kind of mild frown at me. I decided to empty my glass and bring another clean one from beneath my table—yes, I have glasses of shot laying around me, doesn't mean I am actually a drunk. It actually means I am a

Amalthea’s POV I was given a chance to freshen up with the help of a different nurse from the lady I remembered from last night. I was also given a new pair of clothes to wear. After putting on the pink blouse and long flowing skirt which made me look like I read people’s palms for a living. It was only then I realized that there was a slim bandage tied around my head. My hair had been bound in a comfortable bonnet that I hadn't thought to check. The pain was still very much there as I tried to touch the swollen spot behind my head. It brought the ache in my head back alive. I hissed, pressing against the sink as I tried to thumb down the pain. I left the bathroom when the ache felt a bit much manageable. Thankfully, I didn't have to ask, a pain killer in the pill cup was placed on the side table next to the hospital bed and it was already laid back. I would feel guilty lying back on it and rumpling it, so I sat on the visitor chair instead. I took the drugs, knowing very well I ha

Amalthea’s POV The rest of the tour was actually beautiful. Ravenclaw is such a beautiful pack. There were clearly people who cared a lot about their origin. The walls were old but crafted with the unique craft of a flying Raven on significant buildings. The day came to an end with a state of tranquility surrounding me as I sat at the edge of a fountain under the open roof in the Alpha’s house. Calling it a house didn't do enough justice to the building. It was a fusion of two mansions joined in perfect harmony by the beautiful garden that surrounded me. I had tried to sleep like everyone else but no position felt comfortable, so I left for somewhere more accommodating. Being on the ground floor, I came to realize there weren't many rooms on the ground floor. Asides mine, and that of the head of omegas in the Alpha’s house, that was about it. I looked around before streaking my finger acrossing the surface of the shallow water body, causing a ripple effect. I did it as many times a