Rhea's POV
I woke up to the faint knock at my room door, Dawn was barely breaking outside through my window indicating that it was still early morning and I was still sprawled in my bed with my eyes looking puffy due to stress and lack of sleep.
I have been working effortlessly since my return from the Thorn Pack trying to shove what transpired there from my mind and most especially even though I didn't want to admit it... I am working tirelessly to shake Daemon's image and words out of my head that I barely eat again.
The sound across my room door pulled my attention back to reality, who could possibly be here by this time of the day?
"Luna, please open the door, the breakfast is ready," the ecstatic voice behind the locked doors causes me to jerk up from my bed. Like seriou
