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Chapter 166
Deidre
“I said,” Mistra seethed, “What the FUCK are you doing here?”
“Mom, why are you screaming?” Kira’s voice was muffled from where she hid--both from the sun and her mother.
“Do you make a habit of this, young lady?” Mistra yelled. “Bringing home strangers with you?” She pointed at me, but I could tell by Kira’s sudden stillness under the blanket that she was confused. I took the opportunity to rise to my feet, straightening my jacket and hair as I rose.
“What are you talking about?” she asked, pulling the blanket from over her head. Then she saw me, bloodshot eyes popping open wide. “Luna!” She attempted to wrestle free of the blankets, and for what reason I’m not sure. A haze of whiskey
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LunaI felt like literal death.As I turned on the shower, steam quickly heating my small bathroom, I tried not to think about the screaming match that had just occurred between my mother and the Luna. What was that all about, anyway?Was I really in that bad of shape last night that the Luna thought she had to stay by my bedside? Why hadn’t she just kept me in the infirmary? Or had I ever even made it to the infirmary?Thinking made my heart hurt. I showered slowly, relishing the feel of the heat. But it also made me slightly dizzy. I wasn’t sure if it was the hangover, the giant bruise on my head, or the fact that I didn’t stand a chance of finding the Luna if I didn’t eat or drink something sometime soon.I stepped out o
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KiraThe fresh air didn’t feel fresh enough. I gulped it in, leaving the pack house lobby and out to the front steps. I held my chest as if that would help.Goddess, this was still all so humiliating. I wanted to tell Lo. To keep the story straight. She didn’t deserve to take it out on my brother. Not like I did. And despite what I had told myself yesterday, Justin’s and Ethan’s mating still felt like some cruel joke. Some horrible type of betrayal.And what made it all even worse, if that was possible, is that Ethan didn’t even ask for this. He never had even pondered what it was like to have a serious girlfriend. Boyfriend, I corrected myself. Or beyond that, a mate. And he’s the one that ends up with one?I wiped the puke from my mouth, stepping towards
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Perrin“On the floor?” I repeated, incredulous. The thought of Deidire sleeping on anyone’s floor, let alone Kira’s, was almost laughable. But the look on Ethan’s face was equally confused.“I’ve never seen my mom go at her like that,” he said, as if reliving the memory. “I’m surprised you couldn’t hear her.”I shrugged. “I decided to get in a run this morning, so I probably left before it all went down.”“It doesn’t really make sense though, does it?” He asked. His face cocked to the side when he was lost in thought, just like his sister’s.“Honestly? No,” I said, racking a set of weights and spotting Ethan as he took his turn.
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PerrinI opened the heavy doors to the pack library, feeling the strain on my already-tired muscles. Apart from a quiet she-wolf at the reception desk, the entire building seemed empty.I walked past a few shelves, my head swiveling from left to right. She had to be back here somewhere.I gambled a look over my shoulder. The pack receptionist pointed with a long, bony hand to my right without raising her head from her book. I silently thanked her, then treaded lightly towards the stacks in the far side of the giant stone room.“Hello.” I looked around but didn’t hear her voice.“Lo?”Her blonde head popped over a set of books that she had been hiding behind, her chin-lengt
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Kira I pulled into the staff parking lot behind the infirmary, parking Ethan’s motorcycle behind a row of cars. I checked my watch. Good. I was a few minutes early. I hauled the food off the back of the bike and set it on one of the picnic tables by the door. A few healers on the neighboring tables didn’t even look at me, absorbed in their phones or magazines as they took their breaks. I set out the food, meticulous that everything was there for Jaz. I had called ahead to one of her favorite spots--one of the places I knew Perrin loved to take her, and ordered way more food than necessary. But I wasn’t sure what she was in the mood for, and apparently I owed her my life. I may not have booze money for the next week, but at least it was something.&nb
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Ethan“What did she say?” I asked as Perrin returned to the locker room.“8:00 tonight. Her suite. Don’t be late.”I squared my jaw and mentally threw out the plans I had been concocting for another midnight stroll with Justin out the window. “Ok. Thanks.”“No problem.” Perrin threw on his sneakers and walked with me to the sparring room.“So?” I prodded.“So what?” He said, preoccupied with his taping up his wrists.“What was the emergency?”“Oh, it wasn’t an emergency,” he responded. “Not even clos
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EthanI adjusted my jeans as I prepared to wheel the cart into the hallway, making a show out of scanning for onlookers while I calmed myself down, knowing full well that nobody would be up here.I grinned, feeling how swollen my lips had already become. Daring a glance back over my shoulder as I started into the hallway, I could see a flush on Justin’s own face. And the sight of him? Visually reacting the same way I felt? I practically glowed at the thought. This sense of unspoken understanding between us was magical. And effortless.We made our way to the suite and I opened the door, pushing the cart in before me. The table I had set in the dining room had steady glowing candles. It wasn’t lavish. But it was clean and simple. And afterall, this was my home.“Please, take a
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