Mish's POV
Luna leads the way down to her office, not pausing or looking back but just assuming that I'm following, assuming I'm keeping up with her near running pace.
It's been years, but I still remember the feeling of not being able to figure out if Luna liked me or not.
Some days she seemed to smile a secret smile just for me across the room.
Other days, she told my dad I was too much, had too much energy and needed to learn control.
When we reach her office there's no welcome, no please sit, just a quick "close the door behind you".
So I close the door but chose to remain standing whilst Luna sits behind her large desk.
The conversation begins abruptly, and I'm frozen, looking, searching for a reply as she says, "You smell like my son".
"We... we've just done wolf tr...train
