Seeing no point in staying in my room—especially now that Nyx had shut me out

I crawl out of bed and leave. Besides, my stomach is growling, reminding me

that I hadn't eaten since yesterday.

I wander through the corridors and down the stairs in a daze. Sure, Nyx gave me

more information... but all it did was leave me more confused. Sometimes I

wonder if she does it on purpose, because tell me why I always end up more

confused after having a talk with her?

She gets so cryptic sometimes—dropping puzzle pieces, shrouding everything in

mystery—and I hate it. I hate not having answers. I hate being confused. I hate

being kept in the dark. I hate that she's feeding me crumbs.

But I also can't push her. I know her well enough to know that will make her

retreat further from me, and I can't have that. I can't afford for us to drift apart,

especially now, when it feels like Xena has the upper hand.

And her parting shot? It has me spiraling.

Could it be that, just like me, her mother's wolf spirit was transferred to someone

else, living in a completely different human body?

And if she suspects someone, that means she's already met her. Which means

I've probably met her too, right?

So, who the hell is she?

I rack my brain, trying to think of who could possibly be Nyx's mother, but I come

up empty.

On that note, it gets me thinking... does Xena have a different body too? Can Nyx

recognize her? Or are we flying blind?

It makes sense. If both she and her mother were transferred to new bodies, then

the same could be said for Xena. Which just makes things more difficult.

I walk into the kitchen, lost in thought, and the moment I step in, every person in

the room stops what they're doing.

"Good morning, Luna," a middle-aged woman greets me with a warm smile.

"Well... that's new... and unexpected.

foot to

must be a new member.

she called me Luna?

words, feeling awkward about the whole

eat, Luna?" another omega asks

stove.

is definitely bizarre. I know her. Her name's Maureen.

time to time. My own little way of giving

We've worked

square my shoulders.

Luna."

and hold back my

glances, and then one of them

but certain.

"What the actual hell?

jaw clenches as I stare at them, fuming. First of all, I'm an Alpha.

them to call me Luna? Who gave them the right?

I'm

my teeth and try to keep it

a plate from the

into a cup

me with a smile.

"Here you go, Luna."

I can't contain my anger

you call me Luna one more time," I say through

"I'm going to skin you

go ramrod straight—and for a second, I

believe me.

is, until I hear his voice

you just threaten my pack

around so fast I nearly

rubbing my neck. "Where

room, walking over until he's standing

counter, calm and

says smoothly, his

you

his gaze. It's more like he's scanning me to

for some reason his gaze makes me

him. "That's a total lie. I

green eyes bright against the

so distracted and lost

mouth

end up closing it.

everything going on, I've

out a lot lately. I've

thought lately that

sensed a stampede

me.

stare at

kitchen, the

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