Luna Maria sat on the family dinner table as the servant served them.
Her heart raced while her husband, Bale, remained at the table having his meal.
Since the attack on their pack, she had been forced to adapt.
She has been forced to mourn the death of her son!
What mother would wish to bury their own son?
It was unheard of.
Watching his head being cut off while she had done nothing.
While no one had done anything to stop him.
Now, they were forced to act and pretend like nothing was wrong.
Of course, Luna Maria pretended like she could bear it. She still retained her status as Luna of the pack. She was still addressed to us, Luna Maria. She still wore her dresses.
She still had servants attend to her. But her life was not complete.
The dining table was the only time she knew she was well enough to discuss issues relating to the pack with her husband.
As they served the meal, she pressed her knuckles hard against one another in anxiety.
Every single day since the day they had been attacked, she has anxiously waited for news from Jasmine.
But Jasmine had proven to be betrayed, as she had always speculated.
She had made them wait for over eight months, and the day of the new moon was nearing.
Eventually Bale had sent someone to find out what was wrong and then he had responded that he had made contact with Jasmine.
Bale had refused to discuss it with her and said once he got feedback from her, only then would he tell her.
The servants turned to her. "Is there anything my lady will want?"
She gave them a disgusted look. "No! Leave us alone!"
The servers hurried out and closed the door shut.
It was the one place that they were sure no one would ever over hear them discussing because there were no guards in the dinning room.
They only waited outside the room.
"I never thought they would leave." Bale said as he picked up a piece of soft bread and dipped it into his bowl.
She glared at him. "You promised me that if Jasmine had sent word, you would let me know. Have you received word?"
"Is that why you’re all agitated?" He snorted. "Yes she has sent word."
Maria wanted to lose her mind, so he had indeed received word, and he had left her heart beating so fast in anxiety.
"And will you tell me or not what is to happen?" She asked him.
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