71 - Planning Poetic Justice

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Benjamin Meghan knocked on my door and came in without me inviting her. “Your mail is here.” “Since when did you start delivering my mail? Or is this an excuse to see me? “I glanced at her before going back to my papers. She was starting to lose her appeal. I wanted something new. I had already been sleeping with her for almost a year, and the excitement was gone. “There’s something you might want to see; it’s from Moon Stone.” She tugged at the end of her ponytail, chewing her lip. That got my attention. She dropped a thick envelope on my desk, and I wasted no time opening it. I almost forgot about our little Omega Luna problem. We hadn't heard anything about a Luna ceremony yet, and I hated to admit it slipped my mind with everything else going on around here since The Elder's men sh

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