The Godslingers X 3: Chapter 3

Qadira's POV
After I helped Melody wake her dad up, I left Hyperion's cabin because I caught a glimpse from a window that Hope, my twin Quent, and Stella are heading here.

I slipped quietly from a window and headed for the cliffs. You see, the only place I get inner peace and where I could let my feelings out are the cliffs that stood a few miles away from Camp Half-blood. I know, I know. It was probably suicide, but I cast a protection orb around me to keep me safe.

I shadow-traveled from the camp to the place and sat down. The sound of waves crashing against sound and the occasional cry of seagulls quite comforted me as I stirred the air with my fingers and a red orb surrounded me.

I am lonely.

After our last quest, which was seven months, three days and fifteen hours ago, everyone from our group are all linked together as girlfriends/boyfriends.

Except me.

Yeah, I'm jealous.

I cast an absent-minded look at the rising moon. The fog was thick now, but moonlight lit up the cliff, for the moon is full.

Then I saw the moon's light waning. Slowly, the moon fell from the sky, and the world was enveloped in darkness.

I shadow-traveled back to camp, for I was sure the moon had landed there.

Sure enough, I saw five demigods: Quent and Hope, Stella and Melody, and in the middle, Josh. A circle was formed, demigods carrying torches and flashlights and looking awed.

Oh no.