Love is Hell; Mate is Heaven
I felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, about to take a blind leap.
He pulled back, his eyes searching mine. "Good. Now, we are going to get up and be normal for our guests. But first, tell me one more thing. What did the light look like to you?"
"It was silver," I said simply. "Bright, blinding silver."
He nodded, a strange expression on his face. He sat up fully, stretching out his arms. "Alright, Luna. Let's go and remind everyone you're mine."
He swung his legs off the bed, but before he stood, he turned back to me, his smile gone.