Mated to My Intended's Enemy
Leo pulled a light blanket over us, tucking me against his side as we gazed up at the star-filled sky.
"The stars are different here," I murmured, tracing patterns on his chest. "Brighter somehow."
"Less light pollution," Leo replied, his fingers combing gently through my tangled hair. "And perhaps clearer perspective."
The peaceful moment settled around us, but beneath it, questions still tugged at my mind. What wasn't Leo telling me? And why did I feel guilty about keeping my encounter with Nicos secret when Leo was clearly doing the same with his "business"?
As if sensing my thoughts, Leo turned to look at me, his expression suddenly serious. "I love you, Victoria. More than I ever though