***Serena***
When I wake, staring up into the deep blue fabric canopy of Finn's four poster bed. My arm is still draped across his chest where we had fallen asleep together side by side, after what had arguably been our most awkward conversation yet.
I think about the voice I'd heard last night...it definitely wasn't Hera. I somehow just knew in my gut that it was Her, our Moon Goddess, actually speaking to me to ensure that the events she'd set into motion eighteen years ago were carried out.
She wanted Lycans to bond to humans, and she had picked us to begin it.
The conversation we had last night was a strange one. Only eight weeks in, he had felt forced to have a conversation with me to ensure I was prepared for a long-term and permanent relationship. Luckily for him, the very natur
