Isabella
The weather was moist the next morning, and I walked out of my apartment wearing a light flowery gown, one from the few dresses Travis had bought me last night. Today is the day we were supposed to meet the elderly werewolves who maintain the peace in this Village. Travis made it clear that one of them might be able to tell why my health was deteriorating.
I hoped for all our sakes that it was treatable, especially for my son Benjamin. If anything were to happen to me, I don’t know how he would feel.
“Morning Luna,” Mason said with a smile on his face. “How are you feeling about today?”
“If I am being honest I don’t know,” I furrowed my eyebrows as I stared briefly at the floor. “One more thing, Mason, I will appreciate it if you don’t call me Luna for the time being. You can
