#Chapter55
My mind hasn't changed about being with him in a very intimate way, but I haven't brought it up. I don't know how tempting I am while being treated like a mental patient. If I asked I may be turned down again, and that only makes me angry. He should be asking me. He said he needs me, and I assume in many different ways, and I know one of them is that way. I'm his mate, of course he wants to be with me, but he doesn't act like it. I know it's because he thinks I'm in a fragile state, so I'm not going to push it.
I don't feel fragile. I feel fine. I want to tell him that, but I don't think he'd believe me. After trusting that I'd never do such a thing, I don't expect him to.
Running the brush through my hair, I cross my legs and sigh. I shall forever be the unmated Luna.