Ava was hungry, so she rushed to the dining hall for lunch, hoping Ezekiel wasn’t there. She didn’t want another repeat of what had happened in the morning. Though people had mostly left her alone, she seemed to have been branded as Ezekiel’s property.
Her heart fluttered stupidly at the thought, but she pushed it aside. She wasn’t property. She belonged to no one.
Besides, Claire mentioned that Ezekiel’s pack wouldn’t allow him to be with a human, so if anything did happen with him, she would be nothing but his plaything. Not that she was trying to be his Luna or his plaything.
Thinking about that brought her thoughts back to Claire again, and with that, all her guilt came flooding back.
What had she done? Ezekiel would never have had to do that if she hadn’t been so weak. And now
