THE PROXY LUNA
Within seconds, her eyes closed, and her head fell heavily against the pillow, slipping into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Vulcan smiled. As he slowly pulled himself out of her and rolled to his side, his eyes caught something through the large balcony windows.
The dark, star-filled sky was beginning to fracture. A thin, pale streak of golden sunlight was slowly cutting through the dark horizon, signaling the end of the well anticipated and well executed mating ceremony.