Kit had brought the guest chair around to his side. But I felt. . . I wasn't sure how I felt. Like I hadn't walked into the right room. Or perhaps I was dreaming.
"You-what?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"We need to go over your duties as Luna," he repeated slowly.
So, I had heard him correctly. My feet shuffled forward, taking me around the desk to plop in the chair beside his. Kit turned the laptop toward me. The words on the screen blurred together into black lines except the three words at the top. They jumped out at me, sharp and defined. 'Belle Samuels- Luna'
Belle. Me, my name. I sat back in my chair, desperately trying to regain my composure. Seeing the word Luna in front of my name sent a thrill through me, from the crown of my head all the way down to my toes. I hadn't expected to l
