A few seconds felt like years had passed in the silence that ensued after Melonie’s announcement. Telling the older woman that she had Blessing of Blood Red had seemed to be one of the only ways to make her speak, but it appeared to have stumped her as well. Several emotions flickered across her face, ranging from distraught, to fear, and to hope.
“How do you know?” Nana’s voice quieted slightly, moving in closer as if nervous someone might be listening to them.
Melonie frowned, not really wanted to admit that she spoke with the Moon Goddess while on the brink of death. That felt a bit personal, and although this woman was a part of the Nightshade Pack, she still wasn’t ready to be vulnerable yet. “I know.” Melonie replied firmly, but a type of gentleness she wasn’t accustomed to leaked
