POV: Luna
The next morning, we're all on edge.
The Council hearing is this afternoon. And now I know what might happen if they decide I'm too dangerous.
Binding Protocol. Power stripped. Slow death.
"We need to clear your head," Aria says at breakfast. "You can't go into that hearing terrified and scattered. They'll sense it."
"How am I supposed to not be terrified?"
"By doing something productive. Come on. Training glade. We'll practice combat. Burn off some anxiety."
It's not a bad idea.
So after morning classes, the five of us head into the forest.
Nova, Aria, Sienna, Lyric, and me.
Pack. Bonded. Together.
We're halfway to the glade when I feel it.
Wrong energy. Multiple signatures. Moving fast.
"Stop," I order. "Something's coming."
Everyone goes still. Alert.
"How many?
