Months went by and Sky got used to being Reagan’s Luna. He kept her close as if he was afraid she will get away. He displayed her to his pack like some trophy, and they stared at her with pitying eyes. She learned to get used to them too, and she ignored all the hurtful things that Reagan did to her. She was getting used to it.
And she was forgetting her mate little by little as the days went. Well, she wasn’t exactly forgetting him, but she was thinking of him less. There was no use thinking about him. She was not the same girl he met months ago. And she felt ashamed too.
What mate would want her after what she has gone through?
No one, Sky thought as she stared out the window that overlooked the land below. Reagan locked her in the bedroom that morning. He was going to have visitor
