The tension in the Voss family mansion grew heavier as both Moxie and Warrick stared at John in disbelief, utter confusion and anger.
"Aren't you Luciens useless assistant? How dare you speak before me?" Moxie spat, her claws sprout out as she stared at him. She is a former Luna, Luna's are trained to be good and kind to everyone, but FUCK that. Being a Luna was thousands of years back.
She will not let a lowlife disrespect her this way. And worst of all, he was an Omega, the lowest rank of wolves. He should be their servant.
"I am his assistant. I don't think my master would employ a useless person to work for him." John was very polite. He too had no idea when those words slipped, but something about the way Moxie hit Kaila didn't seat right with him. His wolf had roared at her hurt.
