"I'm going to the library."
Desmond picked his head up from the files he was reading to see his mate standing by the door to his office.
She had on a white, flowing gown that stopped at her knees, exposing her smooth legs. Her hair lay on her shoulders in wavy curls, and her light eyes pierced through him.
It was so different seeing her in something that was not combat clothes and a ponytail because that was all she wore for the past month.
"You're going to the library?"
He inquired, with a quirk of his brow.
"Um, yes. It's been a while since I left the Pack House. I think going out will help me clear my head," she replied, shifting from one foot to the other and playing with the bracelet on her wrist that represented her being Luna.
"Help you clear your head? Are you all right?"
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