"Do you want to come with me to the pack?"
I scratch my head nervously, hoping she will answer me. I would like her to know more about all of this because she is the luna and empress of the pack.
"If you don’t want to, there’s no problem."
"Alright." She crosses her arms and I can’t ignore that rough look. "Yes, I want to go meet my pack."
We both stand up. I wanted to talk to her, but she completely ignored me. She also made it very clear that the only thing she will talk to me about is the pack. Nothing personal. Not about her, not about me, not about us. She is behaving in a cold and distant way. I wish she were that girl who arrived at this house.
Simple and sweet. The words that described her perfectly. There was nothing else in her but that. Innocence and fear. They made her loo
