I Am The Luna

Chapter 0364

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I walk over to the bathroom door, watching as she washes her face with soap and water frantically, even going as far as to gargle.

I turn away, feeling worse than I have in years.

What was I expecting? I don’t have much to offer. I’m a man without an education, a man on the run… a man working in a garage and at a construction company. She’s a doctor, she comes from a powerful pack, powerful friends and family…

We were always two separate sides of a coin…

Somehow it’s worse than when I was told my parents didn’t want me….

She rushes past me and pauses at the patio door. She glances back at me, and all I can see on her face is guilt.

“This never should have happened.” Her voice is shaky as she runs her fingers through her half–wet hair.

“No, it shouldn’t have. You wouldn’t want anyone to know you had your tongue down a killer’s mouth now, would you?” I say emotionlessly, despite the storm within. “The Toussaint Princess is waiting. Go.”

“I didn’t mean…” she trails off as I walk over to the door placing my fingertips above her breasts and push her out lightly, she still stumbles not expecting that, but I stop myself from reaching out to her and instead shut the door and draw the

curtains.

I turn away, angry at myself.

What was I thinking? That she would somehow just accept me?

a can of beer and open

How?” Valerie’s voice reaches me as I drop onto the sofa,

to come. You’ve worried me,

talking and I know I shouldn’t listen, but I can’t help it. How is

didn’t mean

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it even

mine, even the power I

the use of

place the empty can down, not wanting to

up and

kiss or two, nothing more…

who is this from?” Zaia laughs

would

a tasty meal. Aww so cute! I have read many notes, and this one seems like it’s

just one of the few colleagues I met at the hospital. They’re really

Nothing special.

in the fridge, but this is not going to be enough. I bite. the cap off one, downing it, letting the liquid

me about this ‘no one special‘.”

it’s just someone I know. Come on, tell me how are the kiddies? You should

Not when the rock on my chest is suffocating me. I’m pulling on my boots when I

no one around

around here worth mentioning,

myself back then, in the hopes of catching a glimpse of her… the pain and suffering felt worth it… now? Now I feel like an idiot. and I’m ready to vent.