Chapter 10 HOW TO BE A LUNA

Then we have a shot.”

A shot.

Not a guarantee. A shot.

Mia looked at his throat. At the bite she’d put there last night. Already scarred. Silver. Hers.

She looked at her wrist.

And bit it.

Hard.

Blood welled. Fast. Hot.

Alex’s eyes went black. “Mia—”

“Shut up.” She shoved her wris...