*CHAPTER 79*
AMELIA.
I'd barely taken her in when she pulled me into her arms, crushing me in a tight, warm hug. I caught a whiff of her cologne. She smelled like spice and flowers, like the tropic and I closed my eyes for a brief moment, inhaling the scent of her.
But I had another thought making rounds in my head. Why had she called me by that name? Why had she addressed me as the daughter of the moon like it was something exclusively special? I mean, we all in this Pack were the sons and daughters of the moon goddess.
Her head was encased in my neck like it belonged there, like she was a parasite, attaching to its host and not wanting to leave. I mean, it's not like I am complaining.
I was facing Jax so I looked at him with raised brows when I saw how lax he looked. How he didn'
