Chapter 9: Chapter 9 Everyone’s Rag Doll Luna

Ezekiel

The ball was boring. As I knew it would be. I had no interest in finding a Luna. I could have any girl I desired if I was in need of that. Maybe I was. I need something— someone to keep my mind off of Rhea.

I wasn’t sure what was happening. I wasn’t sure when my feelings toward her changed but I hated it. I kept trying to remind myself she was a worthless Omega. She was a nothing servant girl my father picked up from the streets one day when he was feeling particularly generous. None of those words mattered though when Rhea walked into the room.

“Hey, Zek, long time. How are you?” Anastasia said, leaning into me and pushing her hand in my jacket.