Chapter 4

Right before I blacked out, a pair of black leather shoes stopped right in front of me.

Then, someone crouched down and turned me over.

"Luna? Luna!" A deep voice echoed in my ear. The man's rough fingers forced my mouth open, and cold liquid rushed down my throat and into my lungs. It was an emergency spray.

Air rushed back into my lungs. I started coughing violently, and tears welled up in my eyes from the force.

I opened my eyes. William Grant was crouching here, his brows tightly drawn, his gaze brooding and locked on me.

"Where's Andrew?"…