She went quiet.
Drake purred harder, the stubborn bastard, and little by little Aria’s body softened once again against mine. Her breathing slowed. Her fingers loosened in my hand. The fear did not leave completely, but sleep finally dragged her under before it could eat her alive.
I stayed awake.
How the f**k was I supposed to sleep now?
My mate was curled over my heart, exhausted past reason, and beneath her heartbeat there was another one.
I stared at the ceiling while the moon moved across the room and thought of every person who had put her in danger.
The former Luna.
Chloe.
Graham.
The names Graham had given us.
The ones he had only overheard.
The ones Bloodclaw would drag into the light whether they screamed or not.
Tomorrow, Aria would want to face them.
I knew her.
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