Page 85 of Knight’s Absolution

Gunner grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

“I want to help,” she said, meaning it with everything in her. “I want to help fix what I broke. You’ve seen what I can do.”

“I don’t like the idea of you being out there…”

“Grace fights,” Luna said, injecting all the determination she felt into her words. “And you know I can keep myself safe. No one will even know I’m there.”

“Azel will, and after the way you reacted the last time he was close…” He planted his hands on his hips. “Until that angel is out of commission, I want you here where it’s safe.”

A shiver moved through her at the memory, but things had changed. “I know this sounds weird, but I can feel him leaving me. The more I drink from you, the less I feel of him.”

Chaos crossed his arms. “It’s working, then. Silas was right.”

The door opened and Rocco strode in.

Luna inwardly winced at how much the knight had changed since the first time she’d seen him fighting with his brothers. His face was harder, his body so much leaner.

“Roc?” Chaos straightened. “What’s going on?”

The male’s gaze came to Luna, and she took an involuntary step back.

“Got a message for you.”

“Me?” she squeaked.

“A male named Spencer? You know him?”

Luna rushed forward. “He’s my friend.”

“He’s been trying to find you, asking around. Made contact with a demi who used to work at a bar with—” His jaw tightened, strain and anguish lining his features.

Kyler. He didn’t need to say his female’s name, it was written all over his face.

“Is Spencer okay?”

“I don’t know.”

He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her.

Luna took it and saw a phone number scrawled on it.

When she looked up again, Rocco was already walking out. She glanced at Gunner. “Can I use your phone?”

“It could be a trap,” Chaos said.

Luna shook her head and stared the knight down. “Spencer’s my friend. He’s looked out for me since Azel took me from my home.”

Gunner crossed his arms. “Let’s just think this through…”

“I’m going to talk to him one way or another,” she said. “You can’t stop me.”

The muscle in Gunner’s jaw jumped.

“What harm can talking to him do?” Nothing would stop her from making contact with Spencer. She’d been worried about him since they were separated.

When neither of the males said anything or handed her their phones, she turned to Chaos. “He helped me save Grace, to bring all those demi home, that has to count for something.”

His eyes grew hard, then finally he nodded at Gunner. She turned back to the male who would soon be her mate and moved into him, getting closer, pressing against him, and looked into his eyes. “I need to know he’s okay, Gunner.”