NOT UNTIL HE WOKE BACK in the cave, tucked in bed.
Ghian was lying next to him, curled on his side and facing Aalyan on top of the furs. He was dressed, too, which was unusual when they were inside.
The inconsistency triggered the memory of where he’d been last, of... He scrunched his eyes shut, curling up as a wave of pain and revulsion went through him, his thighs pressing together as if...
He wasn’t aware of making any noise, but when he managed to bring himself to open his eyes again, Ghian was looking back at him, a stricken look on his face.
Aalyan looked away, unsure if the pain he felt was his own.
“You are safe,” were the first words his mate said to him. “The Full Moon is over, okay? You are safe.”
Not feeling the pull of the Moon was a relief his brain could accept, at lea
