Thirty six

Fiona.

"Alex, I really need your help." I've tried talking some sense into Cult, but it's like he is not going to listen to me. There are people that need our help outside of this pack and we can continue to sit comfortably as if nothing is going on.

We can't continue to sit around, what do you mean? She says to me, and I walk in front of her so that she can see exactly what I'm talking about.

"If were you, I would stay in my lane." Alexa says and my brows furrow.

"You don't understand. You mustn't do something crazy because Cult has feelings for you." Trust me, you do not want to be a part of his anger.

"Does it look like I give a fuck about how Cult feels, honestly." I do not care if he's going to showcase his anger to me. He doesn't want to see things in a new angle and I must make him see it.

"And at some point, as Luna, there is something I should be able to do about these problems that my so called husband doesn't want to focus on." Or are you telling me to look at this and conti