Alora’s POV
“Alora”? Jones' voice called out to me.
I turned and saw them, Selene, Harry, Jones and Violet, all running towards me with wide eyes.
Selene crouched down and enveloped me in a hug. I held onto her like my life depended on it.
“Move aside, Luna!” Harry bellowed, his eyes turning to a sleek golden yellow with a radiant glow.
Selene helped me scramble to my feet, her arms still holding onto me.
Harry grabbed the doorknob and pushed through it.
“No! "Wait, he’s not himself!” I shouted, trying to stop him.
“I know,” Harry said over his shoulder, “That’s why I have to go in.”
“What did you do to him?” Violet screamed, advancing towards me, her eyes filled with accusation.
Jones rushed over and held her.
The second, the door creaked open. In place of what used to be Mor
