Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Xena's POV

"Around 11:30, I think," Ama said, struggling to remember. "Why do you ask?"

"No reason. Just wondering why he was so pissed off."

"Who knows." She shrugged.

I sat up in bed, stretching with a yawn. "What's the plan for today?"

"Do you have any appointments at the shop?" Ama asked, already bouncing with energy despite the early hour.

"One in the afternoon. Morning's free."

"Perfect! Let's get you dresses for tonight and your birthday party!" Ama clapped her hands, looking way too excited for a shopping trip.

"Oh great. Can't wait," I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

I climbed out of bed, carefully testing my range of motion. Better than yesterday, but still

sore. My phone buzzed as I headed toward the bathroom. I glanced at the screen and saw

two messages.

Samuel: Hey, how are you feeling today?

Ryder: Sorry about last night.

I'm not ready to deal with either of these, I thought, especially Samuel's message.

I can't let myself fall any deeper. If we're not mates, these feelings will only make separation more painful. And Ryder... his sudden appearance just complicates everything.

I decided to focus on getting ready instead. Too tired to put much effort into my

appearance, I threw my hair into a messy bun and pulled on sweatpants and a crop top.

"So sexy," Ama teased, looking me up and down.

"I'm too tired to care." I grabbed my wallet as we headed for the door.

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excited!" Ama

my dad were there. I was momentarily happy to see them until Martha emerged from

two going?" she

for birthday dresses,"

the boys should go with you," Dad said, concern evident

She needs a nice dress." Martha looked me up and down with

her eyes.

could join you for a

don't need protection," I snapped, frustration building.

need it. If she gets

finds ways to get

right," Logan said, stepping forward and patting my shoulder. I

and my heart

needed right now.

is to be around him when I'm trying to sort out my

against the doorframe. His eyes

go," Ama said, seemingly oblivious to my discomfort as she dragged

door.

drive," Samuel announced, walking toward

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me the front passenger seat. Just

nodded and pressed the accelerator. Ama's phone rang, and as she chatted away in the backseat,

Samuel's voice came through

bed. I'm feeling okay, still sore but not too bad, I

It wasn't a question;

turning to look out

up. Is there

turning eighteen, and

mates, and if we're

do you feel for me? Samuel

exactly the conversation I've been avoiding, my

good friend. We

one of us developed

wasn't sure I wanted to hear the answer I

do,

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