Chapter 99: I’m her mate
(Grace's POV)
Rebecca seemed uncomfortable as she stood in front of me, the confident and slightly arrogant attitude she'd once carried around now replaced with an almost pitiful eagerness to please me.
"Please, Luna Grace," she implored, twisting the hem of her expensive blouse, the once neatly pressed fabric now wrinkled from her nervous hands. "It’s just one cup of moon-blessed tea at the Silver Moon Cafe. I think it’s important we... mend bridges?"
Her voice was light, forced, each word carefully chosen to sound sincere. Yet, I could smell the desperation radiating from her.
I tilted my head slightly, pausing just long enough to let the silence stretch uncomfortably between us. "Bridges?" I finally repeated as if testing the word, my voice deliberatel
