I just needed to know that she’s okay. I got out of my room, walked down the hall to her door, pressed on the handle, and waltzed right in. But, the whole time something in me screamed, “Don’t do it!” I’m usually the kind of guy to listen to my instincts. Not today. I entered and stood, taking in the lush room, but it didn’t matter how nice the place was because Olivia wasn’t in it. Clearly, she went for some sort of midnight stroll. I waited a few more minutes before sighing and turning back to the door. She stands there, staring at me. My body tenses at her wide eyes and glossy, parted lips. She looks like a Luna. She has always looked like a Luna. I understand why Nester Rist was so desperate to make her his queen. We’re both silent for a second, until she finally whispers, “Hunter, I—” “I had to make sure you were okay,” I finish the sentence for her. The bite mark on her neck still looks as fresh as when it was bitten, and I want to break something, preferably on Nester’s
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