I crouched at my front door and sobbed. My mother hurriedly hugged me, a few tears dropping onto my cheeks."Chloe, at least you still have Mom."After crying, I stood up, reheated the food, and cooked a birthday steak for her. To be a qualified Luna for Fred, I spent nine years studying Luna etiquette and culinary arts. I could remember the exact tastes of over twenty core Pack members. Yet, I had never cooked a single meal for my mother.Under the dim light, my mother silently picked the rosemary off her steak. I bit my lip hard, tasting blood. For nine years, I remembered that Fred didn't eat raw garlic, and that the former Luna wouldn't touch black pepper. Yet I didn't know my own mother hated rosemary.My phone screen lit up; it was Fred."I need large condoms. Bring them to the penthouse suite of the downtown hotel."A line of explanation followed."This is just a trial. I'm not sleeping with anyone else."I sneered and wiped my tears. Last week, he made me brave a rainstorm to d
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