Grace pov
I couldn't sleep.
I lay in my bed—still maintaining the separate bedroom despite having agreed to be Jace's Luna, despite the fact that most of my belongings had migrated to his room over the past weeks. Old habits died hard, and the guest room felt like a safety net I wasn't quite ready to abandon.
But tonight, safety was the last thing on my mind.
The formal challenge with Madison had been three days ago, and since then, something had shifted between me and Jace. The careful distance we had maintained, the slow pace we had insisted on—it all felt like it was reaching a breaking point.
Or maybe I was just finally ready to stop holding back.
I threw off the covers and padded to the bathroom we shared, intending to get water. But as I passed through, I saw light coming from
