Kamrynn's POV
For a while, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my meeting with Rmonica was just a dream. It seemed too surreal, too kind of her to visit me every day. Yet, day after day, there she was, slipping into my hospital room with a warm smile and a soft greeting. It didn’t take long before it sank in—this was real. She was real. The Luna of the Blue Bell Pack had truly become… my friend.
“It’s funny, you know,” I say one morning as we sit together, the room filled with the soft morning light. “I keep expecting to wake up and find out you’re just a figment of my imagination.”
Rmonica chuckles, her gray eyes sparkling with humor. “If I’m a figment, then I must be a very talkative one,” she quips. “You think your imagination would get tired of me by now.”
I laugh, though it makes my
