Rhiannon strode about, pacing back and forth in the backyard.

She was at Amelia's place, waiting for Ezekiel to return from wherever he had left this morning.

Rhiannon was tired. There were only three days left till the night of the Full Moon which was the night of her coronation, and there was absolutely no way she would accept the title.

She's spent the last ten days doing everything she could to seek answers. Why did she forget? Why can't she remember? She knew the truth, but she didn't ...