The Blood Moon Ascendance
"Just give me what I need."
Damian reached under the counter, producing a small vial filled with a mysterious liquid. "A drop of this, and he'll be yours, heart and soul."
I took the vial, the glass cool against my fingertips. "No questions asked, Damian."
Scratching his scruffy beard, he chuckled, leaning closer. "Your secrets are safe with me, Luna."
With the vial safely hidden in the folds of my dress, I left the pub, determined to sway Hazel's heart and regain some semblance of control. The evening air was cool, but the smell of fear ruined whatever enjoyment I could have gleaned from it.