The Luna Cure

EIGHTEEN

I didn't get much sleep that night. I stayed up reading late and figuring things out with the fancy phone Dante had given me.

Alright, that was a lie. I spent the entire time on the gadget, getting myself up to speed with a few things. I explored the music, listening to some of the most popular songs currently. Batilda had no music, and it was nice to listen to the stuff I missed.

I played around with a few of the apps, but found nothing important. Soon, I found myself looking up a few things that I wasn't too proud of. My search history consisted of trash gossip sites, random news articles, and pictures of Dante.

Lots of pictures of Dante.

He was a very handsome guy. Not that I didn't already know that, but the pictures reinforced that.

But all too soon, I found myself in another mess. Because one of the pictures was Dante and another guy, seemingly laughing and talking. The other guy had dark, curly hair, and warm brown eyes. He even had the scar on his nose from when he broke his nose in seventh grade.

It was Maxwell and Dante. From not too long ago, either. Barely a couple of months. And I found more pictures of them together, from other times. They were friends, maybe even close ones.

I didn't dare see what I could find on Maxwell. It would hurt, to see all I've missed. It did hurt, knowing that somehow, he became friends with the werewolf royal Prince. Soon to be king. Was Maxwell a celebrity? How on earth did he meet the prince? Especially since our father had always been opposed to the Royal family and just how much they controlled.

My father had always thought it wrong for them to control two packs in America, sort of have a pack here too, and be leaders of all werewolves. But then again, I was born a rogue. I think my father left his pack, although that was never spoken of. My mother, I had no clue. Maybe she left a pack before she met my dad.

I stayed up until my phone read 4:12AM, and my eyelids could no longer support themselves. But in my haze, I opened up the texts, and sent one to Dante.

To: Dante (4:12AM)
Text me when you land, please.

And now, hours later, after sleeping maybe ten hours, I was awake again.

And I had a few texts from Dante.

From: Dante (4:14AM)
Yes. Sweet dreams.

From: Dante (7:56 AM)
I've landed. I hope you are getting much needed rest.

From: Dante (1:42PM)
Please eat when you wake and text me when you do.

His texts brought a small smile to my face, although I would never tell him.

To: Dante (1:58PM)
I'll eat soon. I slept late.

A nurse came in not a few minutes later, and she set down a tray by my bed. This nurse was different from the one that didn't like me, and I wondered where the other one had gone.

My phone buzzed when I was halfway through my sandwich.

From: Dante (2:09PM)
Sapphire might come to visit you today. I know the boys will.

Another buzz.

From: Dante (2:09PM)
Good luck with them.

I groaned, flopping back against my mountain of pillows. Leaving me alone with his family was very uncool.

Eventually, after I finished what I could of my lunch, Tristan and Triton joined me, and then Sapphire arrived.