Triple Temptation
A choice that would end a world.
"He is a vampire," Blaze said, his voice a low, lethal whisper. "He is a monster. He has to die.".
Rhea's face was a mask of cold, terrifying rage. "He will not die. Not today. Not ever. Not while I live."
She stepped in front of Lucien, her body a shield. Her eyes, which had been soft brown, were blazing gold. Her hair, which had been soft brown, was a river of golden flow. Her skin, which had been soft white, was pale, shining gold. She was a Luna. A true Luna. A true Mooncrest.