My Mate is the Luna

ng to the stone halls, fading as the elders scattered back to their duties. She

ds wouldn't

if he knew whose eyes you w

t her ribs, as if she cou

un

pped like a w

d frame blocking the hall. His smirk spre

ing," he drawled. "Nervous. Almo

y, though it came out softer than she wanted. "M

turn. "Of course. Run back to him. But I wonder

gers curled into her sk

essed into hers. His hand lifted, brushing a lock of ha

rogue sniffing around the Luna.

pped back, but he followed,

red, his breath hot on her skin. "When I

ght... but fear rooted her to the stone. She was Luna only by titl

," she forced out,

stay close, Luna. Very close. Unt

wn to her shoulder. She flinched,

th

split

as low, sav

breath

epped from the shadows. Broad shoulders,

a

t from fear this time, but from the raw heat

opping to his blade. His smir

glinting. His gaze wasn't on Thorne's blade. It w

wled, his voice deep and dangerous

hickened w

into the wall, her breath coming fast. Every part of her screamed

had

shouldn't be here, mutt. Th

lethal. His presence rolled like

heavy with the t

ar. The council would come. Dorian would know. She'd lose eve

all, slipping between them. Her palms pressed against Jace's chest, hot and solid

looking up into his bla

ught he might ignore her plea, tear into Thorne anyway. But then his gaze droppe

tic. The mighty rogue tamed by a

? She couldn't want him. She wasn't allowed. And yet... her

rkened, but he

while it lasts, Luna. When I decide to s

the hall, his boots echoi

left behind

Jace's chest. She pulled back fast, h

whispered, her voice ragged

urning with anger and something deep

mbeat. She wanted to believe him. Wanted to fall into his word

said, her throat tight. "H

he didn't stop. His fingers brushed her cheek,

ly, his voice a vow. "No one o

ated how much she wanted to lean into hi

she could

echoed down the hall. H

ri

lood

ury and hunger, but he melted back into the

. His smile was sharp, curious. "Lu

a smile, though her hear

," she w

knew t

edge of a secret that