Evelyn’s POV
“What!?” I blurt.
“No way!” Bianca calls out simultaneously.
My Luna. His Luna.
I could nearly be sick from the idea. If we go through with this Luna ceremony then it will only lessen my chances at earning Kane’s rejection.
That must be exactly what Kane wants, or at least that’s what I assume as I see the hint of a smile on his lips. He saw my challenge and offered a counter, reminding me again that I can forget about the possibility of a rejection.
“It’s decided,” Kane states firmly, not amused by Bianca’s nor my words. “A week from now, we will have the ceremony. See to it that the proper preparations are made. And I mean proper preparations.”
He says this to Heather who now gapes at Kane in complete disbelief, her face and hair still coated wit
