~Grace~
I was back in my old house. I hadn’t been in my old bedroom for at least a week, and it looked like a mess.
I held the moonstone earrings Alex had given me in the palm of my hand, turning them over. They glinted in the warm light of my bedroom.
I hated being in here, hated pretending I had forgiven Liam, but it was necessary to take him down.
Wearing one of my old purple dresses, the signature color of the Nightshade pack, I stared at myself in the mirror.
I looked like Luna Grace–the Luna who had spent three years under Liam’s thumb.
This wasn’t who I was anymore.
I put the moonstone earrings in, my small symbol of rebellion.
It was time to go.
Gathering my things, I looked down the stone stairs, where Liam and Samuel waited for me at the bottom, both dressed nicel
