The Luna’s Alpha
" he finally asks, his gaze rising from his phone to lock eyes with mine.
"Ah, well, someone needed to say something, right?" I shrug and try to be cool, but inside, I'm freaking out. I just can't seem to think of words, at least not grammatically correct sentences. "I just can't stand injustice. It's like. Feeding wolves grass, you know?
"Right," he said, still nodding like I'd just shared with him the secret to the universe. "But did it work? I mean, did they ever listen?"