TREVOR AND HAZEL'S MOM VISIT

HAZEL

As the sun pours into the bedroom, I lie on our bed thinking. Ramon's hand is sprawled out over my back and my leg is hanging over his hip. The sound of his steady breathing lets me know that he has yet to wake up.

A week from now, I won't just be his. Instead, I'll be the Pack's. The Pack members will depend on me like I'm their mother- and they are my children. More of my time will be taken from Ramon, and replaced with duties.

I will be the Luna...his Luna. I'll be expected to do things I've never even been able to do in a group project. Lead. The thought alone terrifies me, because I am no leader. I'm a follower.

Ramon buries his head into my neck and inhales deeply. "Good morning, beautiful." He murmurs. I shut my eyes and can't help but smile at what he has said.

His hand trails down and gently plays with the hem of my panty line. "Your family talks a lot." He mumbles into my skin. "I'm sure they won't be awake for another hour or two." He presses a kiss against my cheek