The hours passed and Anne had come into the room to deliver her new clothes as requested, told her that Anthony was still out there in the hallway, that he was just sitting on the floor leaning up against the wall, that he kind of looked defeated to her in posture.
She looked at Mischa a little on the concerned side, and she didn’t know who that concern was for right now; herself, Anthony or even Anne, as she worried about the state of her Alpha and Luna’s bond. She’d known it was broken long ago, but this here and now showed that very thing to her personal omega. Because she was in heat and her Mate was shut out of the room.
She’d not asked for an update on him; Anne had simply relayed what she’d seen was all. Likely wanted her once loving Alpha and Luna to get along once more, come ba
