The Underworld Trials of Luna
“Your sister can do the Goddess fire, right? And your mom can do healing, and your aunt the weather?”
I turn back to her, nodding.
“But Junie,” Laila says, laughing a little. “We’ve seen you do…all of that. And more.”
I just stare at her, completely overwhelmed by that suggestion. “That’s…impossible.”
“Juniper, none of this is possible,” Anton says, coming closer, wrapping an arm around me and Laila each, turning us into a weird little group hug in the forever-dark Underworld, standing outside the city of Life. “Why…why should that be the thing out of the realm of possibility?”