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154: Goddess Luna

Alora’s POV

That night, we pulled into a quiet motel on the outskirts of some small town. The neon sign flickered in the distance as we stepped into the modest room, a single bed in the center and an old armchair tucked away in the corner.

The scent of stale carpet and faint cigarette smoke clung to the air, but exhaustion weighed on me too heavily to care. I was drained in every possible way, and yet, despite the fatigue, the one thing I couldn’t shake was my hunger.

It gnawed at me, a constant reminder of the days of neglect I’d forced my body to endure while worrying over Nevaeh’s fragile state. I hadn’t eaten since before the bloody ball.

Room service sent up food, standard human stuff, but it smelled divine to my starving senses. Rune glanced at it and wrinkled his nose, scoffing slightly. Of course, he wouldn’t touch it, he didn’t eat human food, and tonight was no exception.

He went out to hunt for his own food but didn’t stay long.

As I ate in silence, he watched me with
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