Xavier's POV
I'm sure she must be wondering how I discovered her identity.
The shock on her face speaks volumes.
Isn't that hilarious?
Who doesn't know the misfit Luna of the blood moon pack?
Everyone won't stop talking about her.
She's on the lips of every household.
She's known to the old, young, blind, and even to infants.
"You are not talking.
I just asked a question, and you haven't responded yet.
I'm running out of patience. I don't want to believe that I'm speaking to myself,"
I feel the rage in her voice
I feel the desperation in her tone.
I can see fear forming some tiny particles on her face.
Oh, this isn't her real self.
Why don't I feel threatened by her words? She needs to put in the work.
With this rage?
A child won't lose a strand of hair.
I bet
