POV: Luna
Two weeks after the goddess spoke to me, and I'm still waiting for this trial to begin.
Every day I wake up expecting something. An attack. A test. A challenge.
But nothing comes.
Just the constant weight of anticipation mixed with grief.
I'm walking across campus toward the training grounds when I see Nova running toward me.
"Luna! There you are. I've been looking everywhere."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to check on you." She falls into step beside me. "You've been kind of distant lately."
"I've been training."
"You've been hiding," she corrects gently. "There's a difference."
Maybe she's right. Since Miguel died, I've been throwing myself into training so hard there's barely time for anything else.
Including my friends.
"I'm sorry," I say. "I do
