Chapter Ninety-Six: Choose Me

"What- what do I do? I do not want him to think of me as a child; I don’t want to lose my mate, not to you or anyone."

“First of all, dress your age.”

I utter as I walk toward her; my hand reaches her cheek, then lowers to her lower lip, which is covered in lipstick too dark for anyone not posing as a dominatrix.

“That’s my only free advice; you’d have to bargain for the rest.”

“Bargain?”

I pull away from her and check the stalls. After ensuring they are empty and that we are the only two in the room, I speak.

"I need the title of Luna till the end of summer to get rid of...a few ghosts. In that time, I can train you in social etiquette."

"Social etiquette, from a social pariah? You think I do not know of you?"

"Right in the heart."

I press my hand to my chest in emphasis.

"To break the rules, you must know them. Plus, I am still relevant even if I am a ‘social pariah’. I receive thousands of invites to social events; I just happen to talk shit at them, but how many do you have? How r