Chapter 11

• ~LUNA~
• I delayed downstairs, pretending to be invested in the channel playing on the television while in reality, I was waiting for Xander to be done with his brother so we could talk.
• He didn't mention the exact time frame for the talk we were supposed to have, but I wanted to know what was wrong with him. Why did he seem so closed off and angry, his eyes losing their earlier sparks? The curiosity was so deep-rooted that I didn't consider the option of going upstairs to freshen up— at least to wash off the touch of that human stain off my body.