Chapter Ninety : The Weight of the Moon

The night air was cool, wrapping around me as I sat on the pack house porch with Xavron. His arm was around my shoulders, his warmth keeping the chill away. Luna, my wolf, hummed softly in my chest, content but alert. The moon hung heavy above us, almost full, reminding me the third stage of the Trinity Test was tomorrow. After Selene’s attack and Kael’s sudden appearance, my head was spinning. The Moon’s Heart, a traitor, an ancient enemy—it was too much.

Xavron’s thumb brushed my arm, pulling me from my thoughts. “You’re quiet,” he said. “What’s on your mind?”

I sighed,...