Chapter 117: Evil Luna

Luna's POV

I dragged the big basket filled with clothes with me. It was a tad heavier than I had expected but it saved me another trip to the backyard where I hung my clothes.

I missed the washing machines back in the main mansion which is not the case for this guest house at the other end of the mansion that I have been staying since Ryan mandated I vacate our bedroom and stay the hell out of his way but I couldn't go home and risk running into Ryan.

Here, I have to wash my clothes by hand or give them to the hired help or order an omega to do it but one of the disadvantages of being dubbed the evil Luna is that you hesitate before barking orders.

I wonder when people will realize I am just misunderstood.

But I made a mental note to put in a request for a washing machine or ask Ari to provide it out of pocket

These past few days have been the best because for the first time since Storm turned eighteen, my own child didn't look at me like he wanted to press a pillow against my face