Chapter 50 Fifty

• RYAN’S POV
• She looked stunned when she opened the door. Like she wasn’t expecting me at all. Like I hadn’t been burning the second I saw that message. She stood there in her simple clothes, no makeup, hair tied back, the bandage still barely hidden beneath her shirt—and all I could think was, *this is mine.* My mate. My Luna. And she left me behind with nothing but a damn text.
• I rolled forward slowly, eyes never leaving hers.