I was catching up on some work in my office when Jackson and Wyatt came in. Not even bothering to knock. I narrowed my eyes at them briefly before continuing my work.
“We need to talk,” Jackson spoke up first. I ignored his words when he didn’t use my title. I didn’t mind how he called me when we were alone. However, he knew he had to address me as his Luna when others were near.
“Luna, we apologize for interrupting, but we have to talk about what happened yesterday,” Wyatt said calmly.
With a sigh, I gestured for them to take a seat. “What is it?”
“You’re supposed to be dead,” Jackson said quickly while his eyes were filled with worry and anger.
My eyebrows furrowed together, not knowing what to respond to that. However, I couldn’t help but feel a little fuzzy inside that he was w
