"Lady Diana! Are you still asleep? You are to be at the pack house today. If you keep sleeping, what time will you get there?"
The call came from outside her room and Diana groaned loudly. You would think that by her age, she would have retired to a cottage in the fields, with a couple of cats and a pet snake., but she was here still working, however, she was grateful for the opportunity to be at the service of the alpha and Luna Morgelyn.
Groaning gently, she shifted from the bed and tossed herself off it, kissing the floor with another groan. She was in her birth suit and the only thing that covered her was the extravagant black waves she had as hair. Another knock on her door after the quick two-minute nap on the floor and she eventually dragged herself to her mirror. Looking at her face and her hair, her face was plastered in a dramatic frown.
