"W-w-why, w-why, does it, w-why?" I stuttered, Jake looked at me as if he knew what I was trying to say.
"Because, Abby, you're my Luna." He said plainly, not showing any emotions.
"L-Luna, as in the Alphas mate?" I stuttered. He nodded, "But, but that would mean that you're, you're an Alpha." I continued. He nodded again.
I'm not going to lie, I am your typical high school nerd. I have glasses and braces, like science and superheroes, I only have two friends - Liana and Connor.
And I guess you could say I like Werewolves?...