Three days had passed, and everything was going back to normal.

Niall arranged a special section in the pack cemetery for headstones of my dad and Clarissa, so that I could visit them anytime I wanted to. I loved it.

Even though I visited my mom's grave countless times back in Brightwater Pack, I never really had a talk with my dad like I had with her. Even though his physical body wouldn't be there, it was sweet, and I loved him even more for doing it for me.

We were scheduling a pack meeting, where Niall will officially introduce me to his pack and make me a member.

With everything that had been going on, we never got the chance to do it, but now we can since everything is settled. And even though almost every pack member already knew me, I still had to be officially introduced as Luna. I was more than happy and ready to be just that.

This is all I need.

"Hey beautiful."

I beamed at the very voice of the man I loved so much, and I threw my head over my shoulder to see him entering the small room.

"Hey handsome," I mumbled as he leaned in to kiss me. I had paint all over my hands, and I didn't want to ruin his shirt, so I settled with kissing him without wrapping my arms around him like I always do.

"Aren't you hungry? You've been painting all morning... Which is beautiful by the way," he added quickly when he saw my glare.

I had always been defensive of my paintings. People always loved them, but they rarely understood them.

"I'll grab brunch in a bit. I just want to finish this first. "

"What is it? " Niall asked as he cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out my swirls and contours.

I ogled it myself, not really sure why I was making something so...vague.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "It just came from here." I pointed to my head, causing him to laugh, but he had a focused look on his face as he continued to eye my work.

"I think...." he drawled, as I made my final stroke. "I think it's what your mind looks like. "

I scrunched my face up at how cheesy that sounded as I removed my apron.

"No for real, " he insisted. "Just look at it. You don't know what it is, meaning that you painted it subconsciously right?"

"I guess but-"

"And look at the others you've painted over the past three days. They're all similar. As if they are saying something but... I can't tell what."

"Niall you're being dramatic. It's just paint on the canvases." I waved him off. He could always make the biggest deal out of the simplest of things sometimes.

"Then why do they all look the same? "

one, made me realise that they looked the same. The small room

eyes widened as I gaped

was the meaning. Look here..." He pointed at the centre of each of them, and I watched attentively. "There's just a gray, black

"See what Niall? "

the one way it knows it can reach you--art.

even though I knew what he

your true pain beneath all the smiles and 'I'm okays'

placed my fore finger over his lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "No more talking," I

he had been starting. He was probably right, but eventually that little gray, black of white circle will disappear. It'll

art whisperer?" I teased as I gently bit his lip. He growled sexily

had to meet her somewhere in the middle right?" He teased back, not even caring that

down my canines to gently graze the area, since I knew how much he loved

how incredible sexy you are with paint on your face with a paintbrush stuffed into your bun?" He asked between pecks as

you

he pushed all my

***

at the front door, breaking my eyes from my phone and towards

her gaze back to it, as

been oddly calm, non-snarky and polite today--she even told me good morning. And when my best friend, Emily, from Brightwater and I were speaking on

my ruffled dress as much as possible from me and Niall's session this morning. Once I was decent, I

of our guest, and

as I gently hugged her, not wanting

accident, so I had no clue

see you. I heard what happened and thought

"I am gonna kill that mate of mine." I gritted out as I helped her inside. One minute I was

was just worried about you. He insisted I stayed home too. He's not even aware I'm on his

said, a bit surprised as she stood up.

Always a pleasure being here too. You've gotten so big."

heard about the accident. I'm terribly sorry." She sounded so sweet and sincere, and she even

killed

her off.

anything? Water? Tea?" She asked

will be nice. Coke maybe?" She beamed, causing me to roll

"Sure! Zoey?"

I asked, not picking

from the kitchen?"

smiled awkwardly as I sat

trust her new found kindness. Even

It made me wonder if this was her true nature. If underneath all that

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