It was a quiet morning after that, and Mischa only set foot outside the packhouse when Kendrick walked into the Luna’s office and stated, “Mischa, it’s time… are you sure that you want to do this yourself… I could do it.”
“It’s fine, Kendrick.” She stated as she looked to him. “I can handle it,” she told him, and she could, unfortunately. She knew herself well enough to know she was actually going to be able to get through this, something none should ever do to their own Mate.
Because even now, she still wanted to hurt him, and it wasn’t just for what had happened, him neglecting her on purpose. It was for the way he allowed ‘no’ she thought ‘wanted’ she believed, was the correct wording, for Christy to eclipse her position here as his Mate and Luna.
She understood all too well, that he
