The Lycan King’s Treasured Luna
"Not by some big romance or anything. But still. I know what it's like to be heartbroken."
"And I still believe in love," he added.
I frowned. "Why?"
" Why not? Love is everywhere, sweetheart. You just need to look in the right places."
"Enlighten me," I prodded, suddenly interested.
"The love of doing something that makes you feel alive and happy," he said, holding up one finger. That's self-love love."
He lifted another finger. "There's love in friendship, too. Like how you always refill Mrs. Kenley's coffee without her asking. Or how you took several shifts for me when I begged you to, even though you acted like you didn't care."