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.

stand there awkwardly, shifting from one foot to the other, not sure

must be a new member. Maybe

she called me Luna?

the words, feeling awkward about the

like something to eat, Luna?" another omega asks from near

stove.

I know her. Her name's

with their duties from time to time. My own

We've worked

daze and square my shoulders. "Yes... but don't

Luna."

my teeth and hold back

exchange glances, and then one of them

Luna," she says, soft but

"What the actual hell?

I stare at them, fuming. First

told them to call me Luna? Who gave them the

I swear I'm going

and try to

from the dish rack and loads

coffee into a cup

me with a smile.

"Here you go, Luna."

can't contain

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

"I'm going to skin

ramrod straight—and for a

believe me.

I hear his voice

just threaten my

whirl around so fast

my neck. "Where

walking

counter, calm

smoothly, his

for you to come

is no heat in his gaze. It's more like he's scanning me

but for some reason his

a total lie.

eyes bright against the morning sun

distracted and

mouth

end up closing

everything going on, I've

out a lot

in thought lately

a stampede

me.

at each

kitchen, the

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