Maya’s POV

The dimly lit lights attached to the wall cast terrible shadows that made my heartbeat pound in my ears. I swallowed hard, knowing I wouldn’t be down here for long. I wanted to see Kieran, to demand the answers he owed me. Why had he done what he did to me?

“Luna Maya?” one of the guards leapt up from his seat, put down his cigar, bowed his head, and I rolled my eyes. I didn’t have time to discuss anything with these ...