Draven POV
His face lit up fully, the smile on his face stretching from ear to ear. Like a child who had finally been allowed to play with his favorite toy.
He stopped at the center of the hall and straightened himself to his full height, but before he had the chance to call her, Mateo’s sister walked out quietly.
Her head was held high but I could see her trembling slightly as she walked.
She moved to the same spot Heathridge’s Luna had stood in earlier, wounded, yet carrying more grace than the nervous wreck her Luna had been.
“I’m ready.” She announced, her voice clear as she pointedly avoided looking at her brother whose full attention was fixed on her. “You can ask your questions.”
“Have you ever made any statements to Logan that would give him the impression that you were inte
