Desiree pov
Before I could steady my racing thoughts or fully process everything that had just happened, Grayson swept me off my feet and lifted me into his arms, holding me tightly against his chest as though afraid I might disappear if he let go. The sudden movement made my breath hitch, my fingers instinctively gripping onto him as the lingering tension from the confrontation at the border still pulsed through my veins.
Behind us, Brandon’s commanding voice cut through the murmurs of the gathered crowd, firm and authoritative as he dismissed them, announcing that my official coronation as Luna would take place at daybreak.
Zachary followed closely behind us, shutting the door with more force than necessary as soon as we entered the room, his presence heavy, his emotions barely conta
