Luna Viana POV
Bladen tossed on the bed again, breathing heavily and whispering words I couldn't make sense of.
It was another nightmare and he'd been having them almost every night now, it concerned me.
I made my way towards him, placing a hand on his forehead. Sweat clung to his skin and it was warm enough to worry me.
I pushed the windows open, a cool breeze brushed against my skin, carrying my hair into its rhythm. It was a warm weather, yet the wind found its way of balancing it out. A wonderful gift the moon goddess had bestowed on this land. It was rarely ever too cold or too warm in the Bloodmoon pack.
My gaze brushed across Bladen. As much as I hated him, his death wouldn't help me. If anything, it would ruin everything I'd been forced to build. I needed him alive and well,
