Rejected Luna: He wants me back
His face is etched with concern.
“Rena, how’s Ezra?” he asks, rushing to my side.
“We need a blood donor, Dad,” I blurt out, my voice tight with urgency. “He needs Alpha blood, O negative, as soon as possible.” I will tell him about the marks on Ezra’s face later. First, we need to focus on getting the blood.
Dad’s expression turns grim. “Don’t worry, Rena. I’ll contact all my Alpha friends. Someone will be here to help.” He pauses, his gaze turning to the empty space beside me. “Where’s Carlisle? Didn’t you tell him?”