Chapter Three
I woke to a chiseled, handsome face, perfectly white and straight teeth, and a pair of beautiful brown eyes. For half a second I thought I might finally have woken up from whatever nightmare I’d fallen into — until Luna’s face appeared and her mouth opened.
So much for pleasant.
“Zoe? Are you okay?” she asked.
“Just peachy. I’m being held by a man-dog, and my cat is still talking,” I said as I forced myself up out of the man’s arms. My head swam, but I managed to keep it together.
“Sorry to scare you, darling,” the man said.
“I’m not your darling,” I said, and the man blushed. “Who are you anyway? Or, uh, what are you?”
“Name’s Beau, Beau Duncan,” he said. “I’m the lead anchor at Moon Grove Tonight on Channel 666. You might say I have a, uh, nose for finding the truth,
