Yearning
What on earth was Irene doing hanging out with Fane? “How was your day?” Fane asked as they started walking. I flew from tree to tree in order to keep up with them and hear what they were saying. “It was fine. We’re training now.” “Training for what?” “Well, we’re helping another pack,” Irene shrugged. “But I don’t want to talk about that. How was your day?” “This is my day, remember?” Fane chuckled. “Right, I forget. You get the luxury of sleeping while the sun is out. That’s so cool.” “I love the moon, but I still yearn to see the sun sometimes. I will always long for something I will never have.” “Super poetic, Vamp Boy.” Fane and Irene continued talking. It was all small talk, but they really seemed to enjoy each other’s company. I wondered why she talked to Fane when she ha
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