My heart skipped a beat as I yanked the blanket off my head and sat up, and met a set of beautiful silver eyes.
I was blinking in confusion.
Standing at the foot of the bed was a woman.
She was tall and elegant, with long, silver hair cascading down her back and eyes so strikingly similar to Cain’s that I immediately knew who she was.
She gave me with an amused smile, as straightened her posture, sipping on the coffee mug I bought last christmas.
"You must be Luna," she said.
I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out.
What was she doing here? How did she know where Cain was? Why didn't Cain warn me?
He called his mother to my house!!!!
Before I could recover, Cain appeared in the doorway, holding a cup of coffee and wearing an expression that could only be described as
