Even if it meant my final act on the idyllic earth of the moon, I would prevent Storm from getting married to Noelani.
I made that commitment to myself. Noelani and Storm would never actually be married. Ever. I won't permit it. Not at all. If I ever allowed him to tattoo a moon-forsaken mark on her neck, my name wouldn't be Ava. She is far less like him. The very concept made my blood boil.
The next full moon, which was in approximately three weeks, crossed my mind as I walked through the hallway, wondering how I was going to find that cursed stone and halt their wedding. I was perplexed because I could still remember what Willow had told me three days before. Beyond simply me and Nessa trying to influence Storm's mind, there were a ton of players in this game.
