When the Moon Hatched (Moonfall, #1)

by Sarah A. Parker

Survival’s funny. Some wear it like a whisper, others like a scream. Mine’s a scorched skeleton of flame-forged rage that keeps me upright. Keeps me moving forward.

“Kaan, no. I did not agree to this!” His body stiffens, steps slowing, a low, grating sound coming from him. “Say it again . . .” “What?” “My name, Moonbeam. Say it again.”

Raeve doesn’t hide. Not unless she’s got something to hide.

I lift my crown and set it on the stone beside her