I chose to lock my door that night. Amalia had just woken up, she was exhausted from her mental prison, and I honestly could use the break. The pack had been hitting me really hard recently, mostly getting push back from the Crescent family, but they still had their sights on the Luna position. They couldn’t even wait three days before they came running to me telling me to quit the games and just reject her.
That day was the closest I had ever come to hitting a woman. Judy swore she could be a better Luna than Amalia, and when she said “That b***h needs to take her suffering back to her own kind.” I ordered her to stay away until after the next full moon. She could never fully understand what Amalia was going through. That moment I touched her skin and felt that pain, I knew I wanted to
