From Rejected Mate to Luna (Julia White) novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

Julia’s POV

I closed the door to my apartment and leaned against it with a sigh, the lingering sensation of Matthew’s kiss still tingling on my lips. The past few hours

had been a whirlwind.

Moving to my bathroom, I opened the medicine cabinet and reached for the small circular pack of pills tucked behind my face wash. Despite the conveniences we enjoyed as werewolves, our reproductive systems worked just like humans. I popped the small white tablet from its plastic bubble and swallowed it with a handful of water from the tap.

Staring at my reflection, I felt a strange mixture of maturity and vulnerability. This was what responsible adults did–made choices about their bodies and

futures.

A rapid knock at my door startled me out of my thoughts. “Julia! Open up! I have news!” Sophia’s excited voice called from the hallway.

I barely had time to wipe my mouth before she knocked again, more insistently this time. “Coming!” I called, hurrying to the door.

The moment I pulled it open, Sophia burst in like a whirlwind of energy, her eyes bright and cheeks flushed. “Julia! You won’t believe it!” She threw her arms around me in an unexpected hug.

“What happened?” I asked, “Is Jason back?”

‘No, no–nothing like that.” She pulled back, practically bouncing on her toes. “I got waitlisted for the photography program at California Arts Institute! The admissions director called me herself!”

I blinked, trying to process this information. “You… applied to art school? When did this happen?”

Sophia’s smile faltered slightly. “I’ve been working on my portfolio for months. I didn’t tell anyone because I didn’t think I’d get in. Her eyes glittered with a determination I rarely saw in my younger sister. “It’s just the waitlist, but the director said my night photography series was evocative and technically sophisticated.”

“That’s… amazing,‘ I said, genuine pride washing over me despite my shock. ‘I had no idea you were so serious about photography. After that one conversation we had, I didn’t hear anything more about it, so I thought it was just a passing interest and you’d decided not to apply after all.”

Sophia’s face lit up again. ‘Can I stay over tonight? Like we used to when we were little? I brought all my stuff–I can show you my portfohol

Before I could answer, she was already heading back to the hallway where she’d apparently dropped her bags–plural. She returned hugging a camera ba portfolio case, and an overnight duffel.

‘Did you bring your entire room? I laughed, helping her with the bags.

“Just the essentials,‘ she replied, already unpacking her camera equipment onto my coffee table. I brought my lighting setup to 1 thought maybe I take some photos of you.”

I froze. ‘Me? Why would you want to photograph me?‘

Sophia looked up, her expression suddenly serious. Because you’re beautiful, Jules. And I don’t think you know it.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I busied myself clearing space for her equipment

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Chapter 158

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As night fell, we ended up sitting cross–legged on my bed surrounded by stunning black–and–white photographs–forests bathed in moonlight, wolves moving like shadows between trees, pack members in human form gathered around bonfires, their faces illuminated in ways that revealed something deeper than

their everyday expressions.

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