Longing For My Rejected Luna novel Chapter 39

*****Erika’s POV*****

“Hi.” She beamed, walking over. She had a bottle of drink in her hands and two glasses. As soon as she reached where I was, she made herself comfortable on the sand next to me. She gently dropped the bottle and two glasses on the ground.

“Tasyra.” I quickly wiped my eyes so she would not ask too many questions. Questions I would not answer, but I did not want to be rude ignoring her questions.

“Your Highness.” She greeted again.

“How did you know I was here?” I asked her.

“I saw you coming out of the forest, I was curious. So I followed you guys.” I fixed a sharp gaze on her. “But not for long, though.” She raised her hand as a form of surrender.

“Why would you follow us in the first place?” I pressed my lips into a thin, hard line.

“I’m sorry but I saw that Jace was looking troubled so I decided to see if I could help out but I did not want to infringe.” She explained.

“I’m sorry Tasyra but now is a bad time, another time maybe.” I kept my gaze to the stream.

“I know it is a bad time which is why I went back home to bring one of my dad’s most expensive wines. You’re royalty so you deserve to drink the best there is.” She was already uncorking the glass and pouring into two glasses.

I was not looking at her directly. I continued to keep my eyes on the waters before me, thinking of what was currently happening and what the way forward was. How should I begin to investigate dad’s current situation? Also, was there any connection between dad being poisoned and Kat being attacked? I wanted to know. These were need to know questions and I wanted answers.

“Here.” She offered a glass.

I studied the half filled glass and then her. I ignored both of them, that was the very least of my problems. “Go home with your wine, Tasyra. Next time.”

“I’m sorry to come unannounced, but you know it’s quite unfair to make me go home with the wine I brought for the two of us.” Was that a sad whine I heard in her voice? Was she about to cry?

Tasyra was an over pampered child. Most knew her to be flighty, ignorant and quite dumb. Being an only daughter of one of the elites in Iron Claw pack, she was entitled to a lot things, including people’s time and attention. She usually got fussy when she could not get whatever she wanted, and that was one of the things I was not in the mood to tolerate her puerile attitude.

“Go home, Tasyra.”

“I will.” She replied.