Cate couldn’t stop squealing as we walked through the palace towards the dance studio. “I always knew I was born to play the goddess of light, this is just a dream come true!” I tried to feign happiness for her, but in truth I couldn’t help but feel betrayed. The Lycan Luna had chosen me to play
“My mother?” I stammered, not sure how to process what she had just said. “Yes, I remember choosing your mother to be one of my first luna dancers and seeing the beauty she brought to the soul of the new moon,” the queen paused and sighed, clearly reminiscing. “I simply had to see you take on the
After the rehearsal I was exhausted and in desperate need of food and rest. The queen’s reassurance had been a good boost, but in truth I was still feeling defeated, especially when I got back to my room only to find Lorenzo gone. It made me feel foolish for being excited about telling him about my
“Oh, I’m so sorry about that, please, uh, do enjoy,” he said apologetically, and if I didn’t know any better he had seemed nervous beforehand. He seemed exceedingly sweaty and anxious, and I watched him curiously as he almost sprinted back to the kitchen, nearly tripping on the other waiters as he g
My head swam. I couldn’t see clearly or truly hear my own thoughts. Everything seemed to pulse around me, like one giant heartbeat that I could feel in the depths of my soul. My body vibrated with a feeling I had never felt. I was lost, and then he was there. The only clarity in a sea of fog. Lore
I was breathing heavily trying to gather my senses. My head pounded as the fog in my mind was slowly clearing as flashes of what I had just done danced in my mind. My body tingled with a calm sensation that slowly was replaced by unease. I remembered skin on skin, Lorenzo’s body on mine, our hands
It was the day of the Luna Festival and I couldn’t have been more drained. My body ached from non stop rehearsals, my mind was numb from dealing with Cate’s taunts, and my heart longed for Lorenzo. Days had gone by since the last time we spoke, our forbidden encounter the other night weighed heavi
Lorenzo’s POV When he reentered the room, Lorenzo found Eleanor pacing. He hadn’t meant to leave her in such a state, but he knew they didn’t have much time and he figured he would explain while he worked. When Eleanor saw him, her eyes immediately went to the case in his hand. “Lorenzo, what is