Liana POV
The air was cold and sweet with the scent of pine and moonflowers as I stepped out of the car. And the moment I stepped out my breath caught at the sight before me. The Moon Temple stood tall, shimmering under the soft glow of the full blood moon. It felt magical in a way I’d never experienced before.
When I was a pup, mom would come here often with father and they would perform sacred rituals praying to the goddess to give strength to my father, but nothing to my mother. A shudder ran down my body as I realized how my father abused my mom in every possible way. I was so glad that he was rotting in Darius’s dungeons.
Shoving those thoughts from my mind, I focused on the temple which was adorned with garlands of white roses and ivy. Lanterns lit the pathway, casting a golden
