Be My Luna

ARIA'S P.O.V

I took a long sip of the tongue stinging coffee I had prepared.

The rays from the sun seeped through the window and caressed my arms. It was going to be another boring day as usual.

Sitting around looking pretty, trying to read, listening to Carl rant about anything, and helping Camellia around the house.

This wasn't the life I wanted. I had unfinished business at the Blue Moon Pack, and ever since I regained consciousness not much has been said about it.

I knew it was risky for me to go back there alone, but I didn't mind risking it. It hurt me to know Scott was still existing somewhere.

“Tristan wishes to see you.” A feminine voice reached me from outside the kitchen.

“Tell him I'll join him shortly.” I gulped down the rest of the tea and winced as the painful sweet sensation hit my tongue.

“You called me.” I carefully shut the heavy oak doors as I gained entrance into his training room. The place was so quiet.

“Sit down.” He crouched to the floor.

“No, thank you.” I lo