UNBROKEN : THE ROGUE LUNA
I caught her against my chest, her small body trembling, her hands clutching my tunic, her eyes finally back to their normal silver but wide with a terror that made my heart split in two.
"Hold me," she whispered. "Hold me tight, Mama."
I held her.
The stone pulsed again. Once. Twice. And then, as suddenly as it had begun, the glow faded, leaving only the ordinary river rock and the ordinary autumn evening.
Caleb burst from the council hall, Reyna at his heels. He crossed the orchard in seconds, his face pale, his hand already reaching for us both.
"What happened?" he demanded. "I felt—"
He stopped.