Working on Luna’s Heat

Here is the rough start of Luna’s Heat. I’m writing as fast as life will let me:

“No!” I screamed in my head at Radu but it was already too late.

“You are hungry, Childe. Feed!”

Darren caught me as I threw myself at him. His strong arms wrapped around me, ready to protect me.

I was so hungry. My stomach was twisted into painful knots. Eat or die.

“Feed,” Radu commanded.

I remember Darren’s brow knitting in confusion as I struck. He wasn’t expecting me to tear open his neck. He wasn’t expectin...