Chapter 115. To My Parents

Becca’s POV

"Becca, it's me!" I heard Johnston outside my apartment, calling urgently.

Johnston and I had really grown apart since our return to Paxton. The cordial bond of friendship had disappeared, partly because he forced me to come back here and also because I hated his mate. As his so-called Luna, his loyalty should be entirely with me, but as my friend, of course, he preferred his mate over me.

Hesitantly, I walked to the door and opened it.

"Johnston," I responded half-heartedly. "What can I do for you?"

“I need to speak to you urgently. Can I come in for a minute?” I opened the door further, and he quickly walked in.

In the living room, he took a seat on the couch, while I remained on my feet.

“Would you like a drink, Johnston? I saw you just returning to the packhouse half an hour ago. You must be thirsty from this hot weather.”

He nodded eagerly, he could never resist my syrup when I still lived in the hut.<