~Hazel~
As I pushed open the door to the dormitory, my thoughts were still tangled from what Zane had told me.
Asher chose me as his Luna? The words didn’t stop echoing in my head, but they also didn’t make any sense. I had never imagined myself as anyone’s Luna, let alone his. The idea felt foreign, like a coat that didn’t fit right. If that was true, why had Asher avoided me so much? Why did he never treat me with anything more than indifference, or worse, disdain?
I shook my head, trying to clear it as I stepped inside. The familiar scent of the dorm hit me, clean linen mixed with something earthy and musky, like damp wood. I wasn’t ready to face anyone, let alone Asher, but I needed to pull myself together. Whatever this errand was that I had to accompany him on, I’d get through it
