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I then began to recite the words, and happily I heard the others doing so, too. “Moon goddess, shine your light down from up high and highlight the place that I wish to seek.” I began repeating the words over and over and then suddenly there was this bright, sparklingly beautiful light and I almost opened my eyes to shield myself from it. But I held them closed, knowing it would break the spell. To see what you couldn’t see, you must first not see what you could see.

Lily. Liam didn’t even think about his feet or his legs or anything as he pumped himself, pushing his muscles to run to her as if he was trying to make a touchdown. He was screaming for her, begging for her to come to him, but she wasn’t moving. She was bleeding from her neck, and was incredibly pale. When Liam took her into his arms, she was cold. The blue in her eyes was disappearing. “Lily, oh my Lily,” Liam cried. “No no no, look at me baby. Baby look at me. Please, please,” He begged her. He begged her with everything in his belief system. He begged and begged.

The moment my boots hit the frozen dirt, a concussive wave of crystalline silver light burst outward in a thirty-foot radius. The front ranks of the Blood Moon vanguard skidded to a halt, absolute terror flashing across their faces as the radiant, blinding light illuminated the grey morning fog. Cassian froze, his jaw dropping as he spotted us standing alone in the center of the pass, completely unsupported by an army—just a King and a Queen holding the mouth of a kingdom. "Kill them!" Cassian roared, his voice cracking with sudden, unadulterated panic. "Tear them apart!"

He’s looking somewhere beyond the gardens, the boredom slipping from his face, shoulders straightening just enough for me to notice. "It's here.” I immediately look up. The moon hangs exactly where it was a second ago. Bright and white. "...It looks exactly the same." I scowl. "It doesn't," Evan says, his eyes still fixed on the sky. "You just can't see it." I frown at him. "What?" "The Blood Moon." "What do you mean I can't see it?" "Humans can't. Only werewolves have that blessing." Huh? "You can see it?" I question.

It wasn't the moon. ​It was a single pulsing eye.

“We can still be friends, though, right?” “Yeah, of course. I will always be here for you.” “Because you are my moon?” I pulled back and looked up at him. “Yeah, I am your moon.”

There were only a few times, during the strongest storms when the rain fell nonstop, that I could count on one hand when the moon wasn't visible. The sight of the full moon brought back thoughts of Kian and Zion, as both of these men shared a moon-like stare. Their eyes were a similar color, almost matching the dazzling moon above. I was lost in thought while gazing at the mesmerizing moon, and I was only awakened from my daze by Annie's voice. "There you are. I've been looking for you," she said.

Both Moons glowed a little brighter that night. Aphrodite shook her head. "We speak as she does," she looks over to me. Her piercing ocean blue eyes causing a shiver from my spine. "so that the star may speak with." She grants me and Moon nods in agreement. "Then I shall ask once more. What are you doing here?" Moon ask after gazing at me.

But I can't answer. The last thing I see is the moon. Full. Bright. Cold. Then everything goes black.

"But we will face it together." I take his hand. "Together." The moon rises. Silver and full. The hunt begins anew.