Luna's POV
I went back to my room, feeling really angry. I began throwing my pillows on the floor because I was so freaking mad. I couldn't believe that bastard! He killed my parents, and now he's working with that monster.
I hurled a pillow at the wall just as Dominick walked in, catching it deftly in his hand. "Woah, Luna, what's the matter?" He closed the door and hurried over to me. "What happened? Why are you crying?"
"Sol... She came here. I went to see her, and she told me Uncle Angelo was at your father's mansion. It's just as Albert said, Dominick. They might be working together."
He pulled me into a hug, his hands rubbing soothing circles on my back. "It's alright, calm down, okay?"
"I hate him, I hate him so much. My parents trusted him, I trusted him, and this is how he repaid them. I swear I'm going to kill him."
