Jared didn’t want me to be a part of anything that happened with the pack. He was deliberately leaving me out of stuff and locking me in our room like a child in time out. Why did he even mark me if he didn’t want me to be a part of anything? I had read in my book that the Luna of the pack had just as much say in what happened with the pack as the Alpha did and their input was valued highly. Apparently not in the Midnight Walker pack though.
Twenty minutes later I heard the door unlock and Jerome stepped in. He had in his hand a plate with two sandwiches and a glass of water in the other. “Your food Luna,” he set the plate down on the bedside table before bowing and leaving me alone again.
I didn’t want to eat, but my stomach had other ideas. It growled and I sighed sadly as I got up and
