Angrily Than Reasonably

Deluna Hansen.

The next morning, I wake up late, tired, sluggish, heavy and feeling as hungry as a monster can. When I try getting out of bed, I feel a strange pang of pain on my ribs and an alarming headache. Sick? Now, that's even more weird. I manage to get out of bed and get into the bathroom. But only the more time I spend on my feet in the shower cubicle, the more the headache seems to grow and the more I feel weak and not myself. Never ever have I felt this way since I became smart and wise. Even the day the pack got attacked and when I got captured by Caleb. This is totally strange and too unbelievable. Only that it is real. After rushing through the rest of my cleansing process in the bathroom, I grab a towel and stagger out, my own body becoming too heavy for my legs. My breathing gradually becomes ragged and too unstable.

"Luna," I hear when I finally reach the room and in no minute, he's before me, "Are you okay?" I shake my head at his question, indicating no. I can't lie