The room was quiet once Ryker left. Too quiet. Julia stood in the middle of the Luna Suite, her fingertips unconsciously brushing against the sunflower he had given her earlier. She walked toward the window and looked outside, but her thoughts weren't on the wolves walking through the courtyard. They were on him. Ryker. She slowly placed a hand over her chest.
What is this feeling?
She closed her eyes, trying to make sense of the storm of emotions inside her. Whenever Ryker was near... She felt safe. She felt protected. She felt... cherished.
It wasn't just because of the way he looked at her. Or the way he spoke to her. Or how gently he touched her face. It was everything.
Every little thing he did made her feel important. Made her feel seen. Made her feel like she mattered. And that
