Alpha Markus and Celeste

Chapter 3 – Celeste

Celeste P O V

The week leading up to the full moon was one going down in the books as one of the worst I’d had since arriving at this forsaken place. We all had double duties as we cleaned, prepared and planned for the nights before and after the full moon. I couldn’t spend too much time in the garden, though I was expected to keep it immaculate for the party. Talk about unreasonable expectations.

I was only getting 3 hours of sleep a night and as I had to spend all my free time in the Packhouse cleaning, I was not always able to avoid the groping and innuendos. I’d had 3 premonitions during the cleaning of the suites and I was not allowed to rest after getting hit by the migraines that tended to follow them. We also had to pre-pack everything that Sandra would be taking with her to her mate’s pack. They were so sure that she would find her mate that night…

her as well. The more exhausted, the grumpier we both were and the less control I had over her.  We needed to be careful, I could not afford

day. Still, I enjoyed having no budget for the meals and letting my imagination run wild. Dinners would be different. The Packhouse would be ordering takeout for the warriors. We had set up a temporary

simple meals that could be mostly prepped before hand, followed by complex meal. Everything would be OK. We just had to stick to our schedule and

we could dedicate ourselves solely to cooking. We

a birth mark at this point. Alpha Geoff and Luna Luisa didn’t want to have healing omegas walking around with so many high ranking werewolves about. I had heard Luna

Packhouse usually wore throw away clothes we managed to fit in. All were worn past the point of being able to call it decent clothing, all were either stained or ripped. I was not super happy about this, as the new clothes were not baggy enough for me to hide my breasts.

day of the arrivals was here. I woke up early to get breakfast going.