STAN POV
My mate was acting weird.
Weird as in jumpy-as-hell-since-sunrise weird. Weird as in she’d burned the toast, then laughed at the smoke like it was the funniest s**t she’d ever seen. Weird as in she said no when I tried to slide my hand under her nightshirt this morning, and she never says no.
That one almost killed me.
I told myself it was just the ceremony planning getting to her. I mean, Luna-to-be stress had to be a thing, right? I was trying hard not to let my brain spiral into dark corners where it whispered maybe she regretted me, maybe she was already tired of me, maybe—
“Shut it,” Thor snapped from somewhere deep in my chest.
Easier said than done.
I pulled on my pants while sneaking glances at her across the room. Aurora was perched on the edge of the bed, combing
