FIA
The pounding on my door dragged me from sleep.
My eyes cracked open to darkness. The room felt wrong. Too quiet. The kind of silence that preceded violence.
"Luna Fia! Luna Fia!"
I threw off the covers and stumbled toward the door. My hand found the knob before my brain fully caught up to my body. The hinges gave way, revealing an Omega I vaguely recognized from the kitchens. Her chest heaved like she'd sprinted the entire length of the keep.
"What's happening?"
"Rogues." The word came out breathless. "They're attacking. We have to run."
My stomach dropped. "What?"
Her hand shot out and grabbed mine. The grip bordered on painful. "We have to go now."
"What about Cian?" I tried to pull back, but she held firm. "The Grand Luna—"
A loud pop echoed through the hallway.
Every light blazed to life at once at that same moment, too.
"Surprise!"
