REJECTED LUNA RETURNS FOR WAR!
He came in fast — too fast, without the appropriate protocol, which was the first indicator that whatever he was carrying was the kind of news that made protocol feel irrelevant.
She looked up.
“My Luna,” he said. “Redmoon Palace—”
“What,” she said.
“It’s gone,” he said. “Collapsed. Reports from three separate sources. The palace is—” He stopped. “Gone. And the binding — whatever held the packs, whatever Redmoon’s magic was — it released. The stationed warriors felt it. Several of them have already—” He stopped again.
“Already what,” she said.
“Left,” he said. “The Redmoon warriors. They felt the binding release and they left. They’re heading home.” He looked at her with the eyes of someone