#Chapter 13 The Prophecy

YENA Nolan was all business as we went to meet his mother. I couldn’t believe he was actually going to let it lie. He didn’t tease me about last night at all. But he was again cold and indifferent with me. Given a choice between the two, I’d take the indifference over the taunting any day. We walked a stone bridge over a big open open courtyard. It took us almost half an hour. Then the Gamma warriors unlocked a set of heavy stone doors that rolled open to reveal a glass elevator. We rode it to the top. My ears popped as we went up, adjusting to the altitude. The Lycan palace had been built into the side of a mountain. The king and queen resided in the very back, in a wing that was, in part, embedded into the actual stone and earthen slope of the mountainside. We stepped out of the elevator into a bright, opulent sitting room. Luna was sitting atop a sort of small throne, looking comfortable and effortlessly beautiful. A delicate golden crown was nestled into her