Luna Mona POV
I’ve pulled out all the information that I have about this damn curse. I have it sitting on the coffee table sorted into piles. One is everything that I have already shared with the boys and Heather. The second is everything Meg found, and the third is the stuff that talks about only having until their twenty-fourth birthday to mark their mate. That was one of the things that I didn’t point out to Meg the last time I talked to her, and I’m not sure if she caught onto it. All the previous mated twins had died within their twenty-fourth year. I’m pulled from my thoughts at the sound of the door opening. “Hey Mom what’s up,” Reed asks as he and Lucas walk in and take a seat on the couch.
“What’s all this?” Lucas asks, pointing to the table.
“We will get to that in a minute.
