Chapter 75

• Third Person's POV
• Tension rippled through Luna Evelyn's chest like a storm barely contained. Celestine had already explained-she had nothing with Damon, that tonight had been a misunderstanding. And who else could have orchestrated such a spectacle if not Aysel-the rebellious Moonvale daughter, her resentment burning like frostfire beneath her skin?
• And then there was Knox Draven, lurking in that resting den. Evelyn didn't even want to imagine that his presence might be part of Aysel's plot. Yet it was hard not to. The ones in that room were her own blood-her daughter and her son.