Mia's POV:

Talia's eyes widened almost comically. She pushed her blond hair behind her ear and leaned closer to me. I could still see the streak of pink highlight I'd let her do in her hair.

“You're our Luna?” She asked in disbelief. But it wasn't in the way that I was unfit to be Luna. It was in a way that she never expected it.

I nodded. “Only a few people know about it, including Zayn,” I said. I walked over to the kitchen then to pour myself a glass of juice. She followed. ...