Liora
Laying in bed curled around a pillow, my mind races with thoughts of earlier today. Caroline was now Luna of Stormclaw, a title the Moon Goddess had deemed fit for me months ago. Not only that, but Kazil and his allies are now planning war against us for no other reason than the threat Seth, Maya, and I pose.
War.
Considering how power-hungry and deranged Kazil has turned out to be, I knew this would be a possibility, but I never thought it would come this soon. Maybe in a year—but those messages are planning the m******e to happen in two months’ time.
Rolling over to look at the time on my alarm clock, I sigh as I read twelve-fifty-one in the morning. I should sleep, but it’s not coming so easily tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll discuss countermeasures to protect Ivory Fangs from our en
