Kimberly's POV
I paced the bedroom, my silk robe swishing around my legs. The moon cast eerie shadows on the walls. Fenris was out again, probably prowling the borders like some overworked guard dog.
"The Luna lives," I muttered, mimicking the graffiti we'd seen earlier. "As if."
But even as I said it, a chill ran down my spine. What if she really was back? What if all my careful planning was about to unravel?
No. I shook my head, trying to banish the thoughts. Kara was gone. Dead or might as well be. I was the Luna now.
Wasn't I?
I grabbed my phone, dialing a number I knew by heart.
"Hello?" a groggy voice answered.
"Wake up, you i***t," I snapped. "We need to talk."
There was a rustling sound, then, "Kim? Do you know what time it is?"
"Time for you to do your job," I said. "I n
