Running Under the New Moon
And throughout those three days, Daniel was sitting around in my chambers, fuming like a caged beast.
The Dark Moon Pack and rumors circulated in the palace made it all the more annoying for Daniel.
Even when Anna tried to get close, she would retreat in fear, seeing the frightening glare in his eyes.
In the evening, he leaned against the windowsill, deflated as he brushed his fingers against the dark velvet box—the gift I gave him before the new moon.
I told him then that it would only mean something if he opened it three days later.
His fingers shaking, he opened it.