"So about your honeymoon–"
"There is no honeymoon," Cassian interrupted his mother halfway through.
Stella frowned. "What are you saying? You are a newly wedded couple. You should enjoy some time away from all these pack things. It's for the better—"
"Mom," Cassian said sternly. "I told you. There's no honeymoon."
Mr. Ansaldo, Cassian's father, cleared his thoughts, sensing the awkward conversation. "Darling, let the kids decide these matters. It's better not to push these things. Let them move at their own pace."
I smiled back at him when he glanced at me for a few seconds. "For now, it's better if we give some time to our new Luna to get familiar with the pack."
Stella sighed in disappointment before she put a smile on her face. "That is right. I should have thought about this.
