3 BOOKS. The Lunas of vengeance
he asked, his voice calm but laced with a quiet demand.
I sucked in a shaky breath, my mind racing. How could I possibly explain this? My fingers trembled in his, and I pulled my hand away to clasp them in my lap, as if holding onto myself would steady my nerves. “This is… this is my second life,” I finally said, the words tasting foreign on my tongue even after all this time.
His brows furrowed, and I could see the questions forming in his eyes. “your Second life?”
I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yes, I died, Dante. In my past life, I… I didn’t make it past the next two years. But then the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance—a chance to come back, to change what happened.”