Beverly's POV

Seraphina Blackwood was everything I was not. Polished and sophisticated and trained from birth to be a Luna. She moved with a grace I had never possessed.

Her posture was perfect. Her clothes were designer without being showy. Every gesture seemed calculated yet natural. She radiated the kind of confidence that came from never doubting your place in the world.

I felt immediately not enough standing next to her. My casual clothes and messy ponytail seemed childish in ...