POV: Luna
Late that night, I can't sleep again.
The ethereal glow from my mark lights up the whole room. Pulsing. Warning.
"You're not sleeping either?" Nova asks from her bed.
"Can't. Too much energy. Too much worry."
"Want to go to the common room? We could make tea. Talk. Anything's better than lying here staring at the ceiling."
"Yeah. Okay."
We head down to the second year common room.
It's empty this late. Just us and the dying fire in the hearth.
Nova makes tea while I curl up on one of the couches.
The warmth of the fire is comforting. Grounding.
"You know what I keep thinking about?" Nova says, handing me a mug. "How fast everything changed. Last year we were just trying to survive classes and social drama. Now we're facing blood curses and rogue attacks and corrupted f
