I heard myself say to myself again and again, “fully accepted as Luna.”
Clara Wells.
Pack of Shadowfang Lunas.
I stood there, after the messenger had gone, my eyes glued to the empty corridor, as if I could somehow change my mind about what I heard.
But I couldn’t.
It was done.
Lucian looked on at me from a certain distance. He didn’t rush me. He didn't break the hush. He only noted, as he did when things changed within me.
My jaw tightened.
I should have known, I said quietly.
Lucian didn’t respond.
I took a deep breath out.
“She said we need not worry, she wouldn't hesitate.
Lucian put his head on one side.
“No,” he said. “She didn’t.”
My hands slowly curled at my sides.
“She looked down on me as if I was nothing,” I added.”
I could feel Lucian's gaze still on me.
“That'
