Too Bad

ZACHARY

Luna Hegna has never really being the smiling type. She wears a scowl wherever she goes and it only deepens when she’s looking at something she doesn’t like. Something that makes her blood boil so much that you can see the strained veins of her muscles on the exposed parts of her body. Like the way she has me pinned with a death glare as she stood by the opened door with her hands crossed. Her emerald eyes peeled over the room before landing on me. I was used to that kind of open scrutiny from her eyes. She’d look around my room as if looking out for deadly weapons that could kill her once she takes a step into my room. Sometimes she’d whisper incoherent words that sounds like a chant to ward off curses present in my room. She’s made it obvious a thousand more times that I wasn’t wanted here. And it’s been like that since the very first day I was brought to the Imperial pack by my father. The story is no longer one I need to recount again or even want to think about at all but