Chapter 108

• CIARA’S POV
• I stared at Sarah in shock, the phone still pressed to my ear. She was swaying on her feet, barely able to stand upright, and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming even from across the room.
• "You are not the only Luna with a mate around here," she slurred, pointing a wobbly finger at me. "They say a second chance mate is rare. Even rarer than a fated bond and I got that, Ciara." Her voice was bitter and mocking. "How does that fucking feel?"