Josie POV 

I woke before sunrise to the familiar sounds: boots pounded over gravel, and somewhere in the distance, metal clashed against metal. Life on the border never truly slept.

Ronan's side of the bed was already empty. Not that he ever slept beside me.

I got up, took a long bath, then went to the makeshift room we'd made for Liam. But his bed was empty, and my stomach dropped.

"Liam?"

I checked beneath the bed before realizing how ridiculous that was, and dashed outside. I gripped the arm of the nearest guard.

"Luna, are you okay?" he asked, worried. 

"T- The boy, Liam. Have you seen him around?" ...