Tasting All My Mates

430-Ah His New Luna Queen Is My Bff.

A Week Later:

The rain on the day of the funeral has become a signature of mourning. It has become a bad habit for the clouds to start raining whenever our eyes shed tears. My black dress was all wet as I stood beside Janet, watching everyone pay their respects and leave.

The misfortunate event took away Janet’s smile too, along with everything. It was weird how he got randomly attacked when he was on his way home in the middle of the night. The authorities said it was a rogue attack. Whatever it was, it ruined Janet’s peace.

Everybody attended the funeral, including Lazlo, Christina, and Maynard. I haven’t spoken to them again. I was too busy helping Janet with the funeral arrangements and also helping her with depression.

“We should head back home now,” Lazlo whispered from behind me, making me aware of the curfew. After this attack, Corbin announced a curfew until the rogue was found. I am sure he didn’t care about finding the rogue who killed Mathew. The whole attack only helped Corbin by confirming his rules were the only things that would make a difference.

I wished I could stay with Janet, but Corbin had given me permission to stay for two days in the next week. He had taken control over everything now and it was bugging me to the next level.

“I will come stay with you next week. Can you please hold it up

until then?” I gently patted my hand on her back and asked her. She nodded faintly, and soon we walked out of the cemetery to travel home.

when he watched me stand near the road and call

an uber,”

sit with me.” He offered me

car a few weeks ago. Let’s just keep it that

pleasing him. The more I ran after him, the more he turned arrogant. That night, when they refused to help me, it was a nail in the coffin

hours I had made it back

me out. He was thankful that I helped him the other night with his financial issues. And ever since then,

mansion, I found Lazlo in the living room. He was talking to someone on

spotted me watching him. The instant he hung up the phone, he cleared his throat. “I have to be in the office for a few hours. I might come home tomorrow after I finish all the work,” he murmured, but didn’t dare look me in the eye. He walked past me to quickly exit

What kind of office work would he possibly be

focus on him. Once I settled in the bed,

noticed how quickly

asked, watching her sit in the office and look all lost. She had facetimed me, which itself should have been a sign that something was strange,

darker than I thought. “After you left— Corbin visited me,” she said,

I asked, “Is it about choosing the alpha of the pack?” I proceeded to ask her when