Luna
The hunters were closing in which made tension to fill the air. My heart thudded against my ribs with the intensity of the situation that left us with no escape. I moved closer to Atlas, my eyes shifting rapidly towards the two men who were standing beside us. Their eyes were full of hate, their swords reflected in the dim of the light.
“Well, pup,” Atlas whispered dangerously, “looks like it is high time to test our training.”
I gulped, Moon grumbling in the back of my throat. *We can take them. They bleed just like we do.*
“_easy for you to say,” I murmured as I struggled to stay calm. “Oh, you are not the one who is about to get shot with silver arrows.”
Atlas huffed a dry laugh. “Focus, Luna. Fear won’t save you.”
A lean man with a scar on his cheek, who seemed to be the leader of the h……
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