#Chapter21 CLARA
Twenty years ago…
I didn’t know if he was coming today but I sure hoped he would. The barely-there smile was the only contact I’d had with Samuel the whole day and not knowing if has found his mate or not makes me nauseous. I know I prayed to the moon goddess to let him be my mate but sometimes, prayers hardly lead anywhere and the anticipation of everything was killing me. Granted, if he had found his mate and declared so publicly, the pack would be in an uproar, celebrating for their future Luna but I would like to hear from him, in simple words how his birthday went and if he succeeded in finding his mate.
