Emery
It’s been a long couple of days. Drew has been busy with our visitors, making plans to draw out Red. He involves me as much as possible, but the more I hear about the Serpent/Bear shifter, the more fear grips my insides.
I hate that I’m so weak and pathetic! I want to let the past go, but it keeps ravaging my brain. Nothing I do stops the memories from filling my head.
The Bear King and his mate arrived yesterday. I was there to welcome them and their two sons, but I didn’t say much. I could barely look any of them in the eye. I avoided them all evening, even at dinner, I was no company.
I feel terrible. I’m Luna here, and I should have been the most welcoming person. But I allowed my own fears to rule my head, and I must have seemed so disrespectful. I will make it up to everyon
