It's been a week since I've been marked. A week since the message written in blood. It's been hard sleeping since then. I've found it hard doing my day to day Luna duties with my anxiety plaguing me. But the people of the pack have been very assuring to me. And Xander was doing good, he was being very kind, very protective.

However, recently I have noticed some things rather odd with Xander. He has become quiter and quiter as the days roll past. He hardly comes to bed, and when he does, he's already gone in the early morning. He wasn't being rude. He would give me a kiss...