‘Lucy!’ Luna Hale’s mind-link woke Lucianne from deep sleep.

‘What? What happened, Luna? What?’ Lucianne mind-linked back in a daze as she reached for her phone to check the time.

2:32 a.m. ‘You’ve got to be kidding me. What the he*l is happening at this hour?!’, Lucianne thought to herself.

‘Lucy, sorry to wake you but we need you to come over now!’

‘What happened? Where’s Juan? Is he okay?’ Lucianne bolted out of bed before putting a tank top over the sports bra she was sleeping in. Her shorts will have to do. Hale’s mind-links sounded urgent.

’He’s fine. He’s speaking to Alpha Frederick from the Jewel Pack. Please...