POV: Luna
The morning after the mate bond revelation, I was exhausted.
Two true mates. How was that even possible?
I'd barely slept, my mind churning with questions I couldn't answer.
"You look terrible," Nova said at breakfast.
"Thanks. That's what every girl wants to hear."
"I'm serious. When's the last time you actually rested?"
"Define rested."
"Luna—"
"I'm fine. Just stressed."
"About the dual mate thing?"
"About everything. The dual mate thing. The cleansing ritual tonight. The fact that someone's still out there orchestrating everything."
"One crisis at a time," Aria advised. "Today, we focus on protection duty. Tonight, we do the ritual. Tomorrow, we worry about mate bonds."
"Sounds like a plan."
After breakfast, I checked my mailbox out of habit.
There was a letter.
