The chosen luna
Mary had given it to her, although she said her mother will tell her all that happened but Lydia knew already, she was a sharp kid.
She held the cloth tightly, her golden eyes wide and wet with tears.
“Mummy’s in trouble, isn’t she?” Lydia whispered, her voice small.
Mary nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah, kid. But we’re gonna help her. You ready to try this?”
Lydia bit her lip, nodding. She’d seen Selene do the this once, a wolf call to reach someone lost. Mary didn’t know if it’d work, Lydia was too young, but they had no choice. Darius’s men were close; she could hear their shouts in the distance.
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