“You call giving me direct orders and forcing me to compete in some barbaric competition being free? You really don’t have a clue,” I said, turning my back to him. “And I refuse to be shackled to this life, to Moon Valley.”

“Kenna, you’re the only person who puts yourself in that cage. I don’t remember the first time I knew I loved you, but I remember every day since. Every day that’s gone by, there’s been a nagging feeling in my gut, tugging me by the scruff, begging me to follow your essence until I can make you realize that belonging with me isn’t a prison sentence. I finally...