The Luna They Buried
“Luna. Werewolf clan. Moon Goddess. Is that some kind of code? Because I just moved here, and I have no idea what any of you are talking about.”
I turned to Mia. She looked worse by the second, gray and shaking. What had they done to her?
“So just tell me what you actually want. My aunt can arrange money. A ransom, whatever you call it.”
Laughter answered me. Actual laughter, rolling around the room like I’d told a joke.
“She really doesn’t understand, does she?” one elder said, wiping his eyes.
“Show her.”
Two men stepped forward, and to my horror, started stripping.
A freak show. It had to be a freak show.