I nearly materialized right there solely to rip his spine out through his throat.
Only Amrin’s voice kept me still.
Soft.
Hopeful.
Brave despite the fear beneath it.
Gods.
How had no one protected her properly before?
How had her family looked at this female and failed to see how extraordinary she was?
The injustice of it made something violent stir beneath my ribs.
Enough.
I stepped from the shadows.
“You will be okay, Luna,” I said immediately, needing her to hear it from me. “You will pass. And you will stay at Runevald.”
The moment she turned toward me—the world ceased to exist.
Completely.
Her pale moonbeam eyes widened softly while emotion flooded across her beautiful face in waves.
Relief.
Wonder.
Desire.
Mine.
And fuck me sideways, the way she looked at me nearly brought me to my knees.
Her gaze slid slowly over my body.
The Asgardian leathers.
The ceremonial straps crossing my chest.
The silver-blue runes glowing beneath my skin now that I’d fully reclaimed my celestial power.
She looked impressed.
More importantly—not afraid.
Never afraid.
The realization soothed something monstrous inside me instantly.
I moved closer.
“So beautiful, my Luna,” I whispered honestly.
