Royce stood there, prepared to put Abigail down if need be. “I’d really hate to fight tonight, Luna,” said the lone-wolf. “But I will defend myself if I have to.”
Silence fell between the two before Abigail finally resigned. “Relax, lone wolf. I have no desire to fight you tonight.” she turned her back on Royce and sat down again. “Far too much on my mind to fight over a man who no longer…” her voice turned hoarse, and Royce knew immediately that she was crying.
“Luna, why are you out here?” Royce asked.
Abigail incredulously looked at Royce. “What? As opposed to being in there? Where I am looked at as a failure and a has-been? A former Luna?!” she laughed bitterly as she wiped the tears from her eyes. “Nature tends not to discriminate when it comes to acceptance. I find that my place
