Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back (Rayna Quinn) novel Chapter 82

Reunion–1

Thea’s POV

The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains into my room as I opened my sore eyes. For just a moment, I thought everything that happened yesterday was just a nightmare, but the cruel memories quickly flooded back into my mind. This wasn’t some bad dream- Kane had really betrayed me.

I’d cried enough tears these past few months to fill the entire Moon Bay Lake. I was sick of feeling so fucking weak. But when reality hits you hard, letting you know that everything you believed in was a lie, there’s no way to stay strong.

I forced myself out of bed. Even though I had zero energy to do anything, I knew I couldn’t just lie around feeling sorry for myself all day. I took a long shower, hoping it would make things a little better, but it didn’t help. I doubted anything could make this

shit better.

Throwing on a loose t–shirt and yoga pants, I headed to the kitchen to find something to eat. Just as I was pulling out a few eggs, the doorbell rang. I sighed deeply, not wanting to see anyone right now–I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts.

“Hey,” Iris said with a forced smile when I opened the door.

She looked as exhausted as I felt. Her exhaustion was probably more physical, while mine was both physical and emotional.

“Hey, Iris,” I stood awkwardly at the door.

I didn’t want to be rude, but I also didn’t want anyone near me. Like I said, I just wanted to be alone, to try to process everything I’d learned yesterday.

“I know you probably don’t want to see anyone right now, but can I come in?” she pleaded.

It still surprised me how well we understood each other in such a short time. It felt like

we’d known each other for years, not just a few months.

I exhaled. “Fine, come in.”

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Reunion–1

As she walked in, I noticed she was carrying several boxes.

“Food,” she said, and I nodded.

I was grateful. I really didn’t have the energy to cook, even though I was starving.

We went to the living room, and I sat on the large sofa while Iris settled down, placing the boxes of food on the coffee table.

I immediately started eating. We didn’t talk while eating, both seemingly lost in our own

thoughts.

“I can’t imagine how you feel right now. I don’t even know how to comfort you,” Iris’s words pulled me back to reality.

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