Tears stung my eyes as I tried to explain the whirlwind of emotions choking me. “I can’t stay here anymore. It’s Damon. He... he’s not the same, Lily. He’s been with Leah.”
There was a pause on the other end of the line, then a sharp intake of breath. “Your sister? Luna... I’m so sorry.”
I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “He’s been distant for so long, and after Noah... after we lost him, Damon just left. Not physically, not right away, but he’s not been here for me. It’s like I don’t exist to him anymore. And Leah—she’s always with him. I can’t take it anymore.”
“Luna,” she said, her voice firm but soft, “you don’t have to put up with that. You deserve better. You don’t have to stay there and suffer like this.”
“I know,” I whispered, wiping at my eyes. “I just... I’ve been holding on for so long, hoping he’d come back, that he’d care. But he doesn’t. He’s gone.”
“Luna, listen to me,” her tone full of conviction. “Come to my pack. You don’t have to stay there. I’ve got a place for you, and you’ll be safe here. You don’t have to deal with this alone.”
“Thank you, Lily..."