Talia's POV
My life is so miserable. Just when I thought I had found a way forward, I'm somehow back to where we started, broken and wounded. Just that now, I have memories of the great s*x life I had with my husband, Vance, in a pack house. I definitely am a Luna, I had the hunch, but nothing solid to base it on.
"I'm the Luna of Moonstone, Kael." I told him while his face was next to mine, trying to get all the blood crusts out with a wet warm towel.
"What you are is delirious, you need to rest." He said to me flippantly, disregarding what I said on the spot.
"Don't call me that." My breaths are heavy and I can barely sit upright, but I'm very sure about what I saw. I feel I still have most of my memories somewhere there, I just need to be able to access them. Accessing the
