I know, I reply, turning in his arms to face him. I reach up and trace the line of his jaw, feeling the solid, physical reality of him. But we don't get to just be us anymore. We are the Anchor and the Shield. We are the Luna and the Alpha. This is the price of the peace we built.
He sighs, his green eyes catching the starlight, glowing with a faint, silver rim. "I know. I just... I want it to be perfect. For you."
"It will be perfect," I say softly. "Because I’m marrying you."
He smiles, a slow, devastatingly handsome smile that reaches all the way to his eyes. "Come with me," he says, taking my hand. "Let’s go to the quiet room."
I nod, closing my eyes. We don't even need to speak the words aloud. Together, we step out of the physical world and into the cedar cabin of our shared mind
