The Rejected Luna Strikes Back

im

e screams of children and

pale orange evening

ty stomach, but it isn't my stoma

e from the floor where I'd collapse

me, made even more painful because

t to be more than a

mmediately clutch the wall as

y needs food, so I walk to my bat

nd tranquility, a personal sanctua

ve had it built b

marble, cool under my feet, with sof

muted beige, giving the space

uited my temperament. I wond

ts smooth porcelain gleaming under the soft li

ng, soothing baths after a day

shower encased in glass, with rainf

ers have simil

stone and smooth glass, reflecting the

high-end shampoos, conditioners, and soaps, each wit

my neck and take long, deep bre

uble vanity with marble count

and the faucets are a matching brushed g

e mirrors now, looking at my sh

laugh at my thought, fin

hingly, then her laugh trail

u've been through today,

e mirror, fully aware of my d

s one of the reasons Harry n

atures are a mesmerizing blend of my Iri

en eyes, the rich warmth of my skin, and the stunning array of browns in my hair-from deep

th, sun-kissed undertone of my

day Harry noticed m

and had heard a lot about him from the pac

woman in the pack

that the alpha

ing, intense gaze that made you f

ing presence made him the center

im and felt my cheeks growing warm every tim

sky and warm weather, and everyone was g

rom running too wild and avoiding injuries while

already! Moon's mercy, someone's gonna get a

s in training, a cute teenager w

he four-year-old daughter of the pack's

d of joyous chaos in

pure delight as their tiny

shing water at each other, the droplets catching the

lothes soaked through and sticking to their bodies

ground where they'd slipped and sprawle

l out warnings and get their attention, but their voic

I entered the mi

dried and cleaned up," I said, gently g

ay, Lily saw me and, with a mischievou

trying to spoil t

general, water guns were a

ed as their earlier chaos turned

sides, laughing and squea

hing, to find the alpha standing there, hi

ng something to him, bu

es bored into mine, and the chaotic laughter and s

ized, without a doub

st love, Kylie, the pack'

n love. Everyone had been happy about the s

I had heard, Harry hadn

e 'ere. Lemme tell ya

heerful young lad, alwa

Maude, an old Irish lady in the pack, sai

o serious," I replied, unable to i

life. But when she left, well, it changed him. He got all broody and distant. Folks only remember the way

's... helpful to know," I rep

in mind when ye look at him. Folks change, b

brush my hair and teeth. I ref

nd of what's happening already; news

steel myself to face

mmy. We've got this