Ironwood Walls and Lunar Lore

SIENNA'S POV

I caught the heavy metallic key fob in mid-air. My eyes dropped to Ronan's right hand. The fingers bent at an unnatural, sickening angle. It looked structurally wrong. Just minutes ago, I watched that exact same hand slam down on the hood of a speeding car. He halted a massive chunk of metal dead in its tracks. The impossible indentation he left in the bonnet flashed across my mind. I