HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON
"This isn’t the time. This is what caused this whole fucking mess in the first place. Just go."
He looked gutted, his golden eyes dimmed. He let out a disappointed growl, but I thought he looked so fucking hot, even disappointed.
Jeremiah adjusted his shirt and opened the door of his side of the jeep, stepping out into the moonlight, standing there like some tragic god.
"Please," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "Bring back our son."
Our son?
I liked the way that sounded from his mouth. And maybe just maybe I wanted to become his Luna after all, but I still needed time.