The Alpha's Pen Pal
she corrected.
Wesley was tense again behind me, his mind whirling as he thought about what she’d said. “Wait — wait, the new moon is tonight. Right now.”
“Last night, actually,” Selene told him, grimacing in apology. “It is morning on Earth now.”
“Goddess, damn it!” Wesley cursed, unwrapping his arms from me and pacing the temple floor. “Oh shit, sorry!” he exclaimed, slapping his hand over his mouth when he realized his mistake.