Chapter 32

Vivian’s POV

“You’re not going to tell me something like that and leave it at that. I’m tired of it. You want me to be your Luna, and you’re dangling knowledge over my head like I’m an idiot. You either start telling me something, or I’m gone,” I snapped.

I was done with his games. I kept the look on my face stern, hoping Killian could see how serious I was. My thoughts went straight to Chris, but I hoped he wouldn’t call my bluff. If he did, I’d fold. I couldn’t risk Chris. But I needed answers. I couldn’t be in the dark anymore.

“Fine. Sit down. And I’ll give you something.”

I continued glaring at him as I sat, keeping my eyes on him. I couldn’t break and let him know how nervous I really was. Keep in check, Vi. “Go on.”

Killian sat, leaning forward on his fist, staring me down. “Blackmoon is dying; I wasn’t lying about that.”

“How? Why?”

“I’m not going into the nitty gritty, but you’ve realized we’re the kind to lean heavily on the