Chapter 33 Dancing On A Knife's Edge

• Luna's pov
• I sat alone in the dim, silent room, the low hum of the security lights the only sound around me. My hands trembled as I stared at the floor, barely seeing the faded tiles through the blur of my tears. The air felt thick with dread, pressing down on my chest until it was hard to breathe. Everything was falling apart. And now, Dante wanted the final piece of me—my loyalty.
• "Betray Julian," he'd said, voice sharp and cold as glass. "Prove you're not just another little liar playing spy."