Chapter 19 My Luna

• His voice was slightly cold, laced with an interrogative tone. The powerful alpha aura he exuded pushed the surrounding atmosphere to its limits. Other werewolves recognized him in the restaurant and hardly dared to make even the slightest sound.
• Hendrick's gaze lingered on her. She was dressed in a white blouse, a black vest, and a miniskirt that barely covered her hips, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs.
• Hendrick's gaze lingered on her legs for a few seconds, his expression growing increasingly grim. Why is she dressed up like this? Who is she showing off to? As the Luna of Thunderstorm Pack and the Alpha's mate, what is she doing here in this place?