“So, Rylee, sweetheart, have though to of when you wanted to do your Luna ceremony?” Grace asked.
“My what?” I looked up at her in confusion.
“Your Luna ceremony,” she repeated. I didn’t reply to her. I never said anything about being the pack’s Luna.
“Um…”
“Mom, I told you that I didn’t want to rush Rylee, why are you bringing this up not even two hours after I told you?” Wyatt asked with an annoying tone.
“Oh, I just assumed…”
“I’m sorry Aunt Grace, but I haven’t put much thought into the whole Luna situation. All of this is still a bit much for me,” I tell her softly trying not to sound rude. If this were Nicole or Eric, I’d be telling me them to f**k off or go to hell, but she wasn’t an evil b***h, she was my g
