Chapter 46

Luna

Fog hangs heavy and expectant in the woods surrounding the triplet's house. There's an eeriness to the sounds of crickets and frogs singing their dawn songs that sends chills rippling across my skin. A bird adds its piercing cry at random intervals. It stirs a sense of foreboding I can't kick from my bloodstream. Someone wants me dead. But who? Why?

"Get on back in the house, Luna," Warrick commands me, giving my bottom a little squeeze. We're sitting on the porch swing while Callan stands on one of the support posts and Ethan sits on the step. "We're going to kill whatever assholes posted this warning, but you need to be inside, out of harm's way."

I lean back on his knee, arms folded over my chest. "You said we were a pack. If you fight, I fight. It's as simple as that."

The triplets look back and forth between each other, sending their secret messages that I don't understand, not having grown up with them.