The Rejected Luna
Eve looked like she was in pain, the memory seemed to be hurting.
My hands itched to reach out to her, but I fought against it, she didn’t look like she wanted to be comforted, she was only a lost wolf, howling out her pain to the moon.
“My mom rushed out from where she was hiding, a sword in hand, ready to attack him,” she whispered, her hand touching her chest.
“I had only blinked, his movement was swift, there was no sword clash, just a slurping sound of my mother choking on her blood,” she cried.
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