Mated to My Intended's Enemy
"Your strength will silence the doubters, Luna. Now, let's continue with your hair."
For the next several hours, I was primped, polished, and prepared for my debut. By late afternoon, when Leo returned to our chambers, I barely recognized the woman in the mirror—regal, elegant, adorned in silver and moonlight.
When Leo entered the room, he froze, his eyes darkening with desire as they traveled the length of my body.
"Moon goddess," he breathed, approaching slowly. "You're magnificent."
The pure heat in his gaze made my cheeks flush. "Thank you. Rosa and her team worked miracles."