There was no sign of Ellie anywhere.
"It's quite late." Tristan glanced at his invisible watch again, a gesture Audrey now knew as a sign of him being anxious about something. "She must've turned in already. I could check if you—"
"No need to disturb her. I'll probably see her tomorrow before…" Her voice trailed off.
Before the Crescent Trials. An impossible feat of mental, physical and spiritual strength that only the most elite Luna's undertook but yet only one survived.
Yes. That trial. Audrey couldn't think about it without her heart racing, her gut aching and her hopes for the future vanishing.
Thirty days had passed by like water slipping through the holes of a raffia basket; quick, almost in a flash. She'd thought a month would've been enough to get her mind prepared for the ordeal, but reality proved different.
