Page 118 of True Luna: The Unknown Magic

It was the worst episode I had so far. I’ve never had to try so hard to stop the darkness from spreading.

At least Hunter’s parents seemed to like me. His mom was so gentle and loving and it made meeting them so much easier. His dad was very nice too. He had this peaceful aura around him. I liked him from the moment I saw him, and I couldn't believe that was the man who hurt my family. It was very obvious that he had changed so much.

“Sophia,” I heard my brother’s quiet voice.

I opened my eyes and furrowed my eyebrows.

“Lex?” I called his name as I lifted myself on my elbows.

How the hell did he get inside my room? I didn’t hear him come in. I thought that he was asleep. And why the hell did he call me by my full name again?

“Sophia,” he called me again, making me reach out and turn on the lamp on my nightstand.

I couldn't see him.

“What the hell, Lex?” I mumbled as I turned around and searched for him.

I still couldn't see him. My room was empty.

“Alex?” I called him, my voice trembling.

“Help me, Sophia,” he said, his voice laced with pain.

My heart stopped beating. Was Lex hurt?

I jumped out of bed, but I didn’t know where to go or what to do. It didn’t seem like his voice was coming from his bedroom. It seemed like it was coming from the outside.

I rushed to the window and opened it.

“Lex?” I called him. “Where are you?”

The night was cold and the air was crisp and biting. The stars twinkled like diamonds in the sky. The night was so still that not even a leaf rustled, and the silence was almost palpable. Despite the lack of wind, a chill lingered in the air, causing my breath to steam with each exhale.

I could see him anywhere.

‘Where is he, Stella?’I asked my wolf.‘Can you talk to Axel? Get him to tell you where he is.’

I started climbing down my window. I didn’t want to go through my house and wake my parents up. I didn’t want to worry them.

Stella didn’t respond. I couldn't even feel her.

What the hell was going on?

I used the oak tree in our backyard to get down. Lex and I used to climb it all the time. I knew every branch and I already knew where to step so I wouldn’t fall.

“Alex?!” I called my brother again as my feet touched the cold ground.

The ground was hard and unyielding beneath my feet, and the crunch of frozen grass echoed through the stillness. I was worried it would wake my parents up so I tried to walk around softly.

“Alex?!” I whisper-yelled. “Where are you? What happened? If this is like that time you fell and twisted your ankle, I will kick your ass.”

When we were about 13 years old, Alex snuck out to go to a lake with Mason. He twisted his ankle jumping over some fallen tree and called me for help because he knew our parents would ground him.

If he did something stupid like that again, I would fry his ass for worrying me.

Why the hell did he leave the house in the middle of the night anyway?

“Sophia,” Alex cried out again, making my heart stop beating.

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