"Everything is going to be different now," Graeme mumbled into her hair.
They were lying next to each other in bed after he felt she had been properly fed, and he couldn't stop nuzzling into her neck, breathing in her scent, nibbling her mate mark. And August just let him love her like this. It had been too many days since he had been like this with her. She had missed it.
"Everyone is going to stare," she said self-consciously.
"Weren't they already staring?" Graeme smirked, playing with a lock of hair on shoulder.
"No, not like this. Why does the Luna have to glow?" she grumbled to herself
