Kane’s POV
Dinner quickly became a somber affair. Conversation became sparse, and the once flavorful food tasted bland in my mouth. Ila’s decision to go through with the Luna trials killed something in me, like she had just announced her own funeral. Truth be told, I wanted her to refuse. To say she wouldn’t die for someone like me, but hadn’t she already proven she would by drinking the poison to save me?
I settled the bill quickly after we had finished eating what we could and rushed us out of the restaurant. The silence continued even in the SUV as we drove back to Crescent Moon.
In the back seat, I pulled her onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her and nuzzling my face in the crook of her neck. “Just need to be close.” I whisper, and she melts into my embrace, letting me hold her
