"There was this wolf in the forest," I tell Dillon. He growls. "Who?" he asks. I shrug, unsure of what to tell him. "A rogue," I tell him. Dillon stands up again and begins to pace the room. It has become a habit of his by now. "Did it see you?" asks Dillon looking me straight in the eye.
"Yes but-".
"Jessica I told you not to go out on your own! Now rogues know that you're the Luna. Do you realise in how much danger you're in?" he asks, his voice rising. I get up off the bed and walk over to him, stopping his pacing.
I place both my hands on his cheeks and force him to look at me. "I'm fine. Dillon you need to stop worrying about me so much!" I say trying to calm him. "And anyway. He just looked at me for a second, smelled me and looked me up and down. Then he turned around and left, c
