Luna’s pov
I could hear my heartbeat picking up.
She was telling the truth.
I am weak and no matter how much I try to not think about it I won’t survive in his world.
I was only at the capital for one day but the atmosphere there was so toxic.
I felt like I was walking in a graveyard.
This would be because I was surrounded by a thousand people who were dead, the walking dead.
I know she is telling the truth, but did she have to be so hostile about it?
I was about to walk away and leave the room before I cried in front of everyone.
Blake who was quiet the entire time held my hand and made me stop.
I looked at him and he didn’t say anything but smiled.
I did what he told me the last time I was in the capital.
I focused on his heartbeat and listened to it.
His heart was beati
