Kennedy

When I get downstairs, I don’t miss the looks from the pack members. Even in jeans, I stand out with my bright yellow top. Oh well, this is who I am.

“Hello,” I say, as I pass the pack members.

“Hello, Luna,” they murmur.

I don’t see Quirin, but I’m sure he’s got a lot going on. Yesterday was a very busy day for him, between the attack on his pack and finding his mate. He said he’d find me and since he hasn’t, I know he’s busy.

When I walk into the kitchen, I see ...