128: Queen Cara and The Six

Kaloyan and Miles got down, followed by Sky. I stayed in the backseat, holding the twins close as they approached the cloaked figure. The streets were dark and lonely. There was mist floating in the path ahead of us.

A chill coursed through my spine. I didn’t want any more danger. I needed a breather. A moment with my family again—even though, technically, they were no longer mine.

When I saw the three of them bowing to the cloaked figure, curiosity had me getting down from the car. I put Jared in charge. He was more mischievous than his brother, but Jardran could never control Jared.

“Kal, what’s going on?”

I gasped and lost a step when I saw the face underneath the hood. She was as magnificent as Reagan was back in the Silver Eye pack.

I gaped at her glittering pale skin and blue eyes. There was no doubt who this was. The one whom only the six protectors were given the luxury of speaking to face-to-face.

“Oh my God, you’re Xora. The moon…the moon goddess.” I bowed my head so low