C105 Humble Servant

Adea

“Luna,” the man said respectfully.

His voice is low and there’s an allure to it, something about it draws me to him. I want to turn around and look at him, but I refuse to. I wanted to laugh because respect was the last thing I thought I would receive at Crimson Pack. I folded my arms in front of me and focused on the irritation I felt crawling up my neck