Chapitre 43: A Corrupted Soul

Waking up the next day, Luna slowly opened her eyes, finding herself in the comfort of the spacious king-size bed that was exclusively hers. As she tried to gather her thoughts, confusion washed over her. The last thing she remembered was being nestled in Dean's arms before succumbing to unconsciousness.

Turning her gaze to the side, Luna's heart sank when she realized that Dean was nowhere to be found. An immediate sense of worry enveloped her, prompting her to rise from the bed, her body feeling unsteady and weak, refusing to cooperate after the events of the previous day.

"Tsk... I shouldn't have exerted myself so much," Luna muttered, berating herself for pushing her limits before she had fully mastered her true blood form. She reached out, placing her hands on the edge of the bed to steady herself, determined to regain her balance.