Luna POV
I felt off as I headed back to the room after breakfast and Damien's departure.
My head throbbed, and my body felt warm. I spent the entire breakfast pinning over him and was thankful he was not a werewolf. Otherwise, he would have smelled my arousal.
What was wrong with me? Was this the result of my body telling me to finish the bond?
Willow knocked on my door, and although I felt slightly uncomfortable, I was happy to have her company.
I perceived Willow as a maternal figure and a person I could chat with. Being invited to her home brought me happiness.
At her entrance, Willow gave me an herbal tea, and we both took our seats - she in the chair and me on the edge of the bed.
“You marked Damien, didn’t you?” She asked.
“Yes,” feeling the flutters of happiness again f
