ire
r brother Caleb, and his mate were waiting in the gra
t hold much joy; instead, his weathered ey
ds rolling on the blood-soaked execution block flashed violently in my mind. A sharp ache hit my nose
all seventy-two of them being slaughtered right in front of my eyes. This time, I swore to the Moon God
at the bottom of t
-shouldered, his golden hair catching the light, his features devastatingly han
cade, I knew he was looking at me not as a beloved bride, b
h and plunge it straight into his hypocritical heart. It took every ounce of
intimate, husky register that used to make my he
out hi
ade my stomach violently heave. It felt like a venomous snake coiling around my wrist. The memory of his heavy boot pinning me down and
excitement. The smug satisfaction in his eyes deepened, and h
hite-and-gold spectacle, the seats lined with plush velvet, t
d through the estate, he soaked up the cheers and praises of the gue
n!" "May the Moon Godd
ring crowd. My heart was a dead, quiet thing, and
neered inwardly. More like
and. It was a hastily drawn map detailing the estate and the surrounding
ifferent paths for the majority of the journey. But there was one
rtip against the m
t of convergence. My
re that both processions arrived at the Moon Temple at the
fening rumble s
nnatural, sudden darkness. Ominous, purple-black storm clouds rolled
against my ribs like a w
Moon Goddess had h
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