Brax POV
Brax couldn’t sleep.
What the f**k had he done? He’d been claiming Veronica was a mistake—that the Moon Goddess couldn’t possibly have paired them together.
But being with her—it hadn’t felt like a mistake at all. It had felt…perfect. As if she was made for him. Well, technically, she was.
Veronica stirred in her sleep, and rolled over into his chest. She sighed softly, with a content smile on her lips. Brax stared down at her, a smile playing on his own lips.
It was the first time he’d seen her without make-up, and Goddess, she was beautiful. Her long blonde hair was splayed out on the pillow and Brax couldn’t help but touch it. It was soft and it smelled completely like her.
Veronica Hale… how had it come to this? He’d tried so hard to fight the bond…she was spoiled and ma
