"What the moon are you doing?" Alexandra screeched. Her feet traveled after the surprisingly quick Oracle. Sasha didn't even acknowledge her, she just continued on her little merry way. Catching up to Sasha's side, the Luna looked down at the bottles in the girl's arms with shock. Sasha had practically emptied an entire cabinet of liquor.

"What are you doing with those, Sasha?" Alexandra asked again.

The Oracle shrugged as they rounded a corner. Alexandra almost laughed; the girl moved very fast for her size and species. Humans were slow travelers.

"Sasha," Alexandra growled.

"Do you want me to help your daughter, or not?" Sasha snapped but continued walking. Alexandra frowned as they continued to travel down hallways and through random rooms. Did Sasha even know where she was going?

Do you want me to help your daughter, or not? Alexandra was taken aback by that. Of course, she wanted help for her daughter, but she didn't want to be kept in the dark. She is Adeline's mother for Moon's sake! She and Dillon had the right to know what was being done for their daughter!

"What is the matter, love?" She heard Dillon's voice in her mind. The Luna's wolf rose to the surface, her eyes glowing, and her canines lengthening as she trailed after the Oracle.

"Nothing... I'm fine." She replied, but she knew that her mate wouldn't believe her. After being mated for over two centuries, Dillon knew when she wasn't being completely honest, and when something was bothering her.

Quickly changing the subject before he could say anything more, Alexandra asked about her daughter and if Adeline needed another injection.

"No, she's alright," Dillon answered. "She is hiding out in her room, sleeping perhaps."

"Please keep an eye on her," Alexandra said, her voice soft.

I don't know what I would do if Adeline attacked another wolf. Alexandra thought darkly. Her daughter already attacked two times, and if she were to lose control a third time, Alexandra wouldn't be able to hide Adeline's secret anymore. Alexandra and Dillon would have to get rid their daughter.

"She's not alone, love. I have warriors watching over her; they'll contact me if she loses control."

Alexandra didn't reply back to her mate, she didn't have too. Dillon could feel everything that she was feeling, and he could hear what she hadn't said.

Turning her attention away from her mate and redirecting it towards the Oracle, Alexandra let out an exasperated sigh. The Oracle hadn't even been in the South for two weeks, but she'd made herself at home with no problems.

The guest room that visitors with high rankings stayed in, was completely covered. All of its leather sofas, expensive lamps, flat screen TVs, tables made of priceless wood, and expensive china, were blanketed by vials, mirrors, leather-bound books, potted plants, clothes, knives, and bags of red liquid that smelled of blood. As Sasha began to set down her armful of alcohol on an overflowing table, Alexandra shook her head. Where was Desmond? He usually kept the little Oracle in check.

"What is all of this?" Alexandra asked, her eyes scanning the room.

"The ingredients to the spell that should get us to Razbin." Sasha mumbled as she spun around the room, pushing bags of blood and plants aside, then cursing when there was nothing beneath.

"I swear to the Moon, Desmond," Sasha cursed as she continued to rummage through the piles of miscellaneous junk.

Stepping forward, Alexandra looked down at the mountain of alcohol bottles. Sasha had grabbed a bottle of everything: Smirnoff, Jameson, Beefeater, Patron, Jack Daniel's. She didn't even know how Sasha had found the alcohol, let alone take it. Four years ago, Dillon had been alerted that a young male had been stealing liquor from the Pack Bar and hiding it out in the woods for his friends. The Alpha had been furious, and rightfully so; Alphas were the head of the pack and powerful in their own rights, but they were nothing without a pack. If the pack was weakening, the Alpha was weakening. After Dillon had disciplined the young wolves, he and Alexandra had established new alcohol restrictions and put locks on most of the cabinets. They had no problems with the alcohol ever since.

"What are you looking for?" Alexandra asked. Turning her attention to the cursing woman, she watched as Sasha continued to lift vials and flip through yellowed pages of ancient books.

"An Exponentia Liber, a Spell Book. I need it to properly open the Djinn Realm. I brought it with me, but as you can see, it's a mess in here."Alexandra didn't even know where to start. All of the books had the same worn down leather cover, yellow, stiff pages, and musty smell. Hell, none of them even had titles on their covers.

Sasha looked at her out of the corner of her eye. "So? Did you expect them to be in English?"

"No," Alexandra said defensively. "How old are these books anyways?" She flipped through more yellow pages, but to her frustration, she didn't understand a single word. Alexandra wasn't very familiar with ancient volumes relating to magic and Oracles and spells, but she knew that the first volumes were written in the language many millenniums ago.

Sasha snorted. "A whole lot older than you."

Alexandra's wolf sneered at the Oracle's answer. Her wolf wasn't used to being treated like a common wolf. In her beast's eyes, Sasha was still below her, even though she was a sacred Oracle. A Luna wasn't only the right-hand wolf of the Alpha, but she was the Alpha of all of the females in her pack. The Luna protected and guided the females that were under her care, and even oversaw to their punishment. The females looked up to her and respected her authority, they trusted their Luna to protect and guide them.

The Oracle wasn't like the other she-wolves. Sasha was independent and powerful in her own right. Alexandra would never admit it, but she was completely clueless about the possibilities of Sasha's magic.

Make her submit. Her wolf urged. Make her respect us.

The wolf's thinking didn't surprise her. Her wolf saw a problem and was trying to solve it. Alexandra knew that it was important for her to listen to her beast, but most often than not, the world would be a better place if the Luna stayed humanized.

"Ah ha!" Sasha cried out in triumph. The tiny woman lifted the pathetic excuse of a book over her head, then brought it to her lips and landed a heavy kiss on its dusty cover. Alexandra shook her head. They were looking for that? Where were all of the pages?

Alexandra winced as the Oracle swept an arm across the table, sending clothes, bags of blood and a potted plant onto the floor.

Walking up behind Sasha, the Luna looked over her shoulder. The Oracle's finger traced underlines and lines of writing as she whispered words Alexandra didn't understand.

"Okay..." Sasha hummed.

"Sasha?"

"Shhh!" The Oracle hissed. Alexandra folded her arms over her chest as her wolf tried to surge forward, demanding release to teach Sasha to respect her.

You can't make someone respect you. Respect is earn. Alexandra reminded her beast. The wolf just scoffed at her.

Hogwash. I put female in place, female respects me. It's as simple as tearing rabbit leg off.

Alexandra mentally rolled her eyes.

"I need a large container that holds liquid, preferably water," Sasha said. Tearing away from the book, the Oracle frantically scanned the room for a bowl. There was none.

"Do you have a pool?" Sasha asked, turning to the she-wolf.

Alexandra blinked. "What if I do?"

"Then I'd say that things are about to get dirty. Pun intended." The Oracle smirked.

The Luna's eyebrows drew together in thought. The bags of blood, the mirrors, the potted plants, the knives, and the alcohol flashed through her mind like an emergency siren.

"You want to pour all of that," Alexandra waved her hand at the mountain of spell ingredients. "Into a pool that my pack members use daily?"

Sasha's smile dropped slightly as if it finally dawned on her. The Oracle sucked in a breath through her teeth. "Do you have a better idea?"

Alexandra looked around, then her eyes landed on a closed door. A bathroom.

"Would the spell work in a bathtub?"