Book 2: Satisfaction

Anwen

I blink awake the next morning, sore and scraped. For a second, I stare at the ceiling, trying to remember who I fought. Then, someone shifts in the bed beside me, and everything snaps into place.

The assassination of King Isai. Estrella yelling at me. Falling into bed with her. And collapsing into sleep afterward without exchanging a word. A fuzzy corona of dark brown hair sticks out above the blankets, promising she’s still there. I smile.

Last night complicated everything, I’m sure. She’s Luna now, and I don’t know if Sundrop has some extra traditions or rules about a Luna’s mate. But all I can think about is the moment when she came at me, yelling, putting me down, and I didn’t take the bait. I didn’t snap back. I ignored all the voices in my head screaming that she couldn’t talk to me like that and became the person she needed me to be.

If I can do that, there’s no point in avoiding telling the world we’re mates. Estrella is mine,