Moon Touched
I can’t shake the feeling that Katia’s in danger again, and my gut won’t stop twisting over who could be after her now.
Glancing ahead, I glimpse Talon’s bright fur glinting in the dying sunlight. The others run just behind us, moving in perfect formation. It still amazes me how these women, Katia, Talon, Selene, Amara, and Dalia, are all warriors in their own right. Strong., Fierce., And a pain in the ass when they get an idea in their heads.