Five
I mutter, barely audible, admiring his bare torso.
"And what did you read?" he asks, settling beside me.
"It says that instead of three new moons in three months, there are four. It hides between the Sun and the Earth, making its illuminated face invisible."
"Wow, we've got ourselves a nerd," he teases, puffing his cheeks.
"Mhm," I grumble, annoyed, staring off into nowhere.
"Come on, don't be grumpy. The Black Moon is more than an astronomical event-it means a lot to the pack. With your transformation, the moon will leave us alone," Sam explains, taking my hand.