Lily:
Heat. That explains why I have been acting like a lost pup over Vergil. The hurt was ten times worse today. Being in heat is the worst thing that can happen to me, but I am glad I have an excuse not to feel weak.
“Is it still noticeable?” I ask Selene, who strains her nostrils, shaking her head.
I do not know what I would have done without her. She provided me with a spray she got from her mother to mask my scent. Apparently, when servants are in heat, they are laid off until they get out of it, so in order not to miss a paycheck, her mother uses it to mask their scent. That is cruel, but it works now for me.
“Thank you, Selene. I do not know what I would have done without you.”
“I am always at your service, Luna Lily.” She gives a bow, and I contemplate if it is too soon to mak
