The Unprepared Luna
But she is not my mate, and I need Malin here with me.
“You’re the best, Emlyn!”
She smiles and stands, heading for the door.
“If you want Malin here, I suggest you go around Uncle Liam,” she says, turning back to me.
“What do you mean?” I ask, confused.
“Go straight to Aunt Angel,” she says, smiling before walking out.
Of course!
“Thanks Em,” I call out.
I grab the phone and dial the number for Aunt Angel, hoping that it’s her that answers and not Uncle Liam.