Alpha Mars’ POV
“Ciara?” I whisper out… She is standing before me in her beautiful naked glory. I couldn’t take my eyes off the vision of my Ciara in front of me. Did the moon goddess hear my prayers for her safe return?
I prayed I wasn’t dreaming, but there were signs that indicated she was real… Her hair was longer, her body was thinner, her skin was covered in new scars. The dark circles under her gray eyes made her look tired and worn. There was a void in her eyes I have never seen before. I slowly walked towards her, afraid that any sudden movement would cause her to vaporize from my sight. Cautiously, I reached out and ran my hand along her jar line. Her eyes fluttered closed, enjoying my touch. I shuttered at the feel of her skin. She wasn’t a dream; she was here in my room.
“Owe
