Cyran POV

Waking up to Lilia Rolfe Cresta’s face seemed like a beautiful dream. She couldn’t be here! For a second, he looked around, thinking he might see the white walls of the Moon Goddess’ palace.

He’d been completely out and he wondered if he’d died.

“Give me a sign that I’m not dead,” he said in a voice like a sick frog.

SMACK! Lilia slapped him on the thigh, and it stung. He yelped and sat upright. 

“You can hit me harder than that,” ...