66 - When Love Hurts

~Gemma~

It was Thursday, or day three of the Luna Trials. I’d be lying if I said shit was easy. I could hardly stand to be at the packhouse. I guess I really had no gripes with the candidates. After all, they were fucking invited. It was their mental musings, inner dialogs and feelings that wore at my damn nerves.

I stayed away as much as I could without Alpha Devlin riding my case and generally acting like a whiny punk-ass. Today, I was expected to attend dinner. Great! I picked out an appropriate outfit. It was early September, still warm but the chill in the evening air reminded you Fall lurked around the corner. I loved Fall anyway. I picked out a skirt and a simple black top to go with it, bring down the dressy factor to casual.

With the influx of visitors, Alpha Devlin had little time to spend hovering over me. Probably my only fucking perk of the whole ordeal. A knock at my door saved me from my wandering mind. I opened it.

“Fuck, Gemma! Did you even check before opening th