*Leonora*
I was done eating and Luke had taken our plates back to the kitchen. I laid down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. It was crazy how my life had come to this. Here I was in a different pack, still thinking about Jax. I wish I could let go of whatever hold he had on me. I wondered what he was up to, most likely planning his wedding with Claire. I could already see the smile on her face as she tried on her dresses, the fond looks he would be giving her, the nasty looks that she would be giving all the women around Jax. Honestly maybe it was for the best. Maybe I wasn't fit for that lifestyle. Maybe Jax was ultimately right- I wasn't queen material.
