The elevator ride down feels like it takes about years and I’m standing there with Kade’s hand still on my elbow while blood from the dead wolves dries sticky on my clothes and all I can think about is that Rhys just called me his future Luna in front of witnesses.
Kade guides me to a black SUV that’s idling at the curb with another man I don’t recognize behind the wheel and I climb into the back seat with my hands shaking so badly I can barely get the seatbelt fastened.
“You okay?” Kade asks from the front passenger seat and he’s turned around to look at me with genuine concern on his face.
“He called me his future Luna,” I say finally because the words have been sitting in my throat like stones. “What does that mean?”
Kade shifts in his seat and I see him exchange a quick glance with
