THE LUNA WHO WASN'T SUPPOSED TO EXIST
They departed for the tribunal at dawn the next morning, the full weight of the coalition's carefully gathered evidence packed alongside them, and Luna rode at the center of the procession with her mother's journal at her hip, Wren's steady presence at her side, and Kade's hand finding hers one final time before the ancient seat of the King Alphas' power rose, once more, on the distant horizon.
Whatever waited for them in that tribunal hall, Luna understood, with cold, settling certainty, that it would demand everything this impossible journey had taught her to become — and perhaps, if she was fortunate enough, offer one final chance to reach the cousin she still, despite everything, refused