Arielle
I couldn’t sleep.
I had been lying in the guest room for hours, staring at the ceiling while my mind replayed everything that had happened.
Clare was in our house.
She was living under the same roof as us.
And Joss had allowed it.
I kept telling myself that it didn’t mean he loved her.
That the second mate bond didn’t erase what we had.
That Joss still loved me.
He had said so.
He had looked me in the eyes and promised me.
But promises were becoming harder and harder to believe.
Eventually, I couldn’t take lying in that room anymore.
I needed to see him.
I needed to talk to him.
Maybe I needed to hear him tell me again that I was still his Luna.
Still his mate.
Still the woman he loved.
I climbed out of bed.
The house was silent.
I walked down the hallway toward
