The past four days were the best on the ship. I loved sleeping beside Greyson every night. Being held in his arms made me feel safe, but there were some mornings, like today, when I woke up with him in mine.
Greyson was on his side, and I was wrapped around him, my leg over his hip, my arms around his waist, and my face pressed into his neck.
I yawned as I woke up, and realized I was all over him, so I went to move, but Greyson grabbed my wrist and pulled me back against his back.
''Where are you going, Luna?'' He asked softly.
''Luna.'' I blushed and his face against his skin. It was still so strange hearing that word connected with me.
''You're my mate, that makes you my Luna.'' He reminded me, ''Now, if you don't mine, I was enjoying my cuddle.''
I giggled and kissed the back of h
