I am Luna. I was Artemis' second in command for thousands of years until an evil day. I had my own constellation above the moon. I was protected. I was fierce. Now I live outside of society. In my own forest with my own wood nymphs. Until one day... a young mortal falls into my forest. How is this possible?
My world is full of fear. The world is ruled by Blood Warriors that feed on the criminals and sometimes even the innocent. At 18, we're forced into an auction to mate with another Blood Warrior. But only if we have the gene. A gene that makes our bodies strong enough to support one of their kind. I am 18 years old.