The Lunar Bound

around them, as though the forest itself was a living, breathing entity that was watching them. Lana's pulse still thrummed in her ears

acting as though they were being hunted, as though the pack of Moonborn could descend upon

ht with a mixture of fear and frustration. The pieces of the puzzle she

ust a normal family tree, Lana. Your grandfather and his ancestors were part of a group known as the Bound. They were the ones who helped k

evelation. "So, what? I'm supposed to be some

the power to prevent the Moonborn from gaining full control over their cur

spine. "So what does that mean for

. "Your grandfather's blood was the key to keeping the curse from overwhelming them. But now that he's gone, the balance

hunting them-had been kept from her for her entire life. But now, she was

she asked, her voice shaky. "

ouldn't. I couldn't put you at risk. And

ade her believe him. He wasn't lying. He had been protecting her, even if that protection

she asked, her voice

gure out what we're up against. The Moonborn won't

felt foreign now, as though it was leading her into something darker than she could have imagine

ugh expecting danger to strike at any moment. Lana locked the door behind them, her heart still racing. She moved

out knives and other supplies. His movements were deli

ing over his shoulder. "Silver isn't enough to s

just starting to piece things together. But... there's something in one

strange, ancient symbol-one she hadn't seen before. The writing around it was in a language she couldn't understand, but the ima

e her. His gaze was sharp, focusing intently on

d, her voice barely above a w

away," Aiden said, his voice low and urgent. "Something

. "What was he tr

a moment, his expression grim. Finally, he spoke. "The source o

t? But... why would my grandfat

ne who tries to harness it. If the Moonborn get their hands on it, they'll us

been hiding things-things that could destroy everything she had know

asked, her voice shaking wit

gil first. It's hidden somewhere-probably near your grandfather's workshop.

lf for what was to come. "T

e able to do this alone. There's too much at stake. You'll n

d. "What power? I d

. "You do. Your grandfather's blood runs through

ike anything more than a normal girl who had lost her grandfather. B

g her fear. "I'll do whatever

ing into a small, approving s

set out once more-this time, toward the place where everything had begu

work

ed to be part of this world, but now, there was no turning back. She was th