The luna’s misery
It carried weight, like she already knew exactly why I was here.
Luna. That name felt strange on my tongue. Luna, when Jack, my mate, hadn’t even claimed me yet. Why was she calling me that now? I pushed the thought aside, reminding myself that this was not why I had come.
I walked in slowly, my hands trembling slightly as I followed her gesture toward a chair. She motioned for me to sit, and I obeyed, my legs heavy, my body tired from everything, the dreams, Sophie, the border, the confusion.
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