FAYE
By the time I made my way back to the pack house, I had tried to push the events in the woods to the back of my mind as best I could.
I didn't want to think about what had happened too much. I didn't understand it, and I had learned that trying to make sense of it by force wasn't going to change anything.
I walked into the house and headed straight for the kitchen. The moment I stepped inside, the kitchen staff looked up from what they were doing.
"Good morning, Luna."
"Good morning."
I went over to the counter and reached for a bottle of water. I twisted the cap open and took a few hurried sips.
Almost immediately, my stomach turned. And I realised how unsettled I was deep down, no matter how hard I tried to brush it off.
I stopped drinking and lowered the bottle, swallowing
