Luna had jumped in to organize and make sure that everyone had a place to sleep. In all the excitement, it didn’t escape Stalkson Grey’s notice that she was exceptionally anxious. She jumped when he approached silently from behind and encircled her in his arms.
“What troubles you, mate?” he said.
“What makes you think I’m troubled?”
He gave her a little squeeze. “Don’t play your games of female wiles. I know every one of your moods.” He kissed the top of her head. “And your expressions.” He kissed the top of her shoulder. “And your tone of voice.” When he nuzzled into her neck, she let out a little squeal followed by a giggle. “So tell me now. I know other places that reap more than…”
“Alright!” she said and squirmed until she turned around in his arms and faced his breast bone. “I didn’t have a chance to get to know the others. We met and,” she glanced up for a second, “fell in love. Then we moved here right away. What if they don’t like me?”
Stalkson Grey’s chest rumbled as he barked out a laugh. “Not like you? Then we’ll have to build a new facility to house the insane.”
“I’m serious.”
“As am I. Everyone loves you, Luna. Perhaps they were standoffish in the beginning, but that didn’t last long. Right?”
“Right.”
“So don’t worry. You’re alpha’s mate, the most powerful female in all the land.”
She smirked. “You mean except for the other alpha’s mates.”
“When I say the land, I mean our land.”
“I see.”
He ducked down to look her in the eyes. “I hope you do. No worries.” 
“Okay.”
“No worries?”
She rolled her eyes. “No worries.”
“What I like to hear.” He looked around the clinic. “There’s nobody here. You want to play healer and…”
She laughed and slapped at him. “Get out of here. I’m trying to get ready for a population explosion.”
He sighed. “The burden of leadership.”
“Don’t make fun of me. You’re not the only one with responsibilities.”
“No fun intended. Promise.”
“Ha.”
He smacked her on the derriere playfully. “I was commiserating.”
“You were being an ass.”
He smiled wolfishly. “You mean I was being an ass man.”
She pointed to the door. “Out. I have work to do.” He pouted and gave her puppy dog eyes that almost made her relent. “Here’s the deal. You go peaceably now and tonight I’ll put on the red lace teddy you like so much…”
“Okay. Going.”
“Later.”
“Count on it,” he growled as he cleared the door.

“Now, I need to know is Wimberley real?”

“…just what I expected from the ‘Witchy Woman’ herself.”

“Now I’m seriously craving sweet tea!”

“Had me sitting on the edge of my seat.”

‘Characters so memorable I fully expect to run across them.”

“excited, happy, laughing, in awe, happy ..madder than a wet hen! Shed a few tears., back to being happy again.”

“Damn you Victoria you made me cry again.”