Chapter Fifty-Eight

…Luna?” I shake my head a little as I realize I’m being spoken to.

Which makes sense, because I was the one zoning out in the middle of my conversation with one of the pack guards.

I had kind of maybe escaped a little this morning. Sebastian and I went to our own rooms last night, and I don’t know about him, but I slept like shit. I couldn’t stop thinking about what we’d done, again. Flip flopping between how good it had felt, and how much I wanted to do it again, to feeling guilt for having fun while I was forcibly separated from my kids.

I had finally given up around five am, heading downstairs dressed. I might as well get going on my day if my mind isn’t going to let me sleep. I’d glanced the back of Sebastian in the kitchen when I’d gone down, and panicked. I’d run out the front door and sneaked away before I could even think about how childish I was acting.

I mean, come on, I am a grown woman with two kids already, and all I had done is slept with my mate.

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