Chapter 95

Artemis Pov

I walked into my mothers room. It was plain and vague like a Luna didn't inhabit the walls of this room. Mother always appeared calm and elegant, she wore dresses of the finest handmade. Pure and elegant. But the room I stood in now was dimly lit with no life of any kind associated with it.

Drawing the curtain open, the moonlight was the only thing casting its crescent light into the room, eluding the aura my mother was known to carry. It was my second night here. Her room as it seemed provided comfort like a blanket.

Although I couldn't keep sleeping here, should any pack members see me, they would attribute insanity to one of my many plagues.

My hands trailed the plain wall, “mother,” I whispered into the empty hall, like she was close and as if she could hear me and reach out. I was back to that spot where I gingerly needed the soft calm embrace of her arms.

“I'm lost,” I whispered into the room. The feel of her kiss hovered around me, her touch lingering and said into