When Luna Lynn and her entourage walked in, they did not meet the lady who was irked to the bone by their sight. Rather, they met a naive girl who seemed like she had something troubling her mind.
I sat on the edge of the sofa, my eyes fidgeting like I was suffering from some horrible PTSD. When they walked in, I made my eyes light up on purpose and hurried to my feet.
"Thank the Moon Goddess, I was just about to come searching for you."
"Ugh, looks like a feline dragged garbage in here." Sloane immediately rolled her eyes. "What are you doing here? We can't have you stinking up the entire place."
"Leave." Luna Lynn's expression was stone-cold. That condescending stare almost made me abandon the mission and punch her straight in the face. But I held myself back, reassuring myself that it would be all worth it.
"Ladies, please, I need your help. You're the only ones I can turn to."
