Dark runes glowed faintly beneath onyx-black skin while massive wings flexed lazily behind him, forcing several passing students to give him an extremely respectful amount of personal space.
Monster.
Definitely Monster.
And terrifyingly powerful.
“Um, yeah—well, sort of,” I said awkwardly. “Only Sten calls me that. My name is Amrin.”
The enormous male’s brows lifted slightly.
“He calls you Luna?” Raven rumbled, sounding deeply amused.
Heat flooded my cheeks instantly.
Serena elbowed him lightly.
“Sten sent us to walk with you to the festival,” she explained warmly. “You mind?”
Mind?
Honestly, relief nearly knocked me over.
Because suddenly not walking alone through a giant magical equinox festival while emotionally unstable sounded fantastic.
“No, that would actually be really nice,” I admitted.
Serena beamed immediately and fell into step beside me while Raven followed several paces behind us like some terrifying gothic bodyguard.
I could physically feel his presence.
Heavy.
Watchful.
Protective.
Twice I glanced back nervously only to find him simply existing ominously behind us.
“Sorry,” Serena whispered conspiratorially. “Raven can be a little protective.”
I snorted softly.
“A little?”
She laughed.
What else could I say?
Hey your giant boyfriend feels like a supernatural tank stalking behind us and I’m pretty sure he could rip doors off buildings with his bare hands?
Not exactly polite conversation.
Instead, I focused on Serena herself.
She was easy to talk to in a way that surprised me.
Warm.
