Luna Monica Hamilton's heart thrashed frantically against her chest at how swiftly things were unfolding. Being pretty sure Calvin Finn with his heightened senses, proximity, and his pupils laced with worries made it a snowball in hell chance of concealing her fears. He leaned over, looked her straight in her eyes, holding firm her gaze, and giving her reasons to desperately want to trust him.
Her faith in the goth guy was unwavering from the minutes he leapt on the sacred altar, saving her from Roy's deplorable explosions, obviating her the cold fear that had spiraled down her spine, leaving her limp.
It all made sense, her swirling head, Her effete frame, and how dead her wolf felt that night.
Roy definitely was behind the Gauilik, he had found a way to get to Nancy. Nancy had betra
