Artemisia
Returning to the pack house, I’m exhausted but also feel incredibly giddy.
I hurry to get to my quarters while the flimsy lingerie dress weighs heavily in the little bag.
Stepping into my quarters by forcing me not to burst into his office, I take a deep breath.
As I inhale, I notice that something is wrong quickly, my senses are on high alert as I smell various scents of people that must be standing in my bedroom.
“Oh, she is coming,” I hear Daisy whispering and as I step into my bedroom, my heart stops.
“What are you all doing here?” I ask the small crowd of women that is standing in a row, smiling at me.
I take a little step back, clasping my little bag with my indecent piece of clothing as I shudder because of the creepy vibe of this situation.
“Welcome, Luna
