Calla’s POV

Luna had taken over the dining table, printed documents scattered across it like pieces of a complicated puzzle. Jake stood next to her, and they both examined the information we had gathered with a seriousness that made me anxious.

“This is much bigger than we realized,” Luna said as Kane and I joined them. I could still feel the lingering warmth of our earlier connection. I wondered if Luna noticed how we looked or that we’d been gone for twenty minutes, but she didn’t ...