The morning of Samhain came with August finally sleeping.
Graeme slid out of bed as noiselessly as he could, removing the warmth and comfort of his proximity that had finally lulled her to sleep. She was trying to argue with him to let her go visit Violet in the early morning hours, but he kept coming up with reasons not to that she couldn't deny.
Violet was attacked by someone who had eyes like August's. August's were blue again, much to Graeme's immense relief, but Violet knew what they had looked like before. She associated the male with August because of that similarity.
August also had that luminous, true Luna glow, which made it clear with one glance that she was with child and also Graeme's true mate—something Violet had aspired to. So instead of finding August as a comfort—someone who had experienced something similar and could relate—she would likely see her as a threat.
If anything, August's presence would likely do more harm than good.
