That much was clear.
But love without oversight could still leave people waiting.
“And yet Brecken remains comfortable,” I said gently.
Danica coughed.
Lady Odessa’s eyes gleamed.
Darius turned back to me. “You do realize you have been Luna for less than a week.”
“I do.”
“And you are already suggesting a failure in my council.”
“No,” I said, folding my hands in my lap. “I am suggesting your council may have learned how to hide failures from you. The distinction matters.”
He stared at me.
The mark at my neck pulsed.
Not with warning.
With heat.
That annoyed me.
Darius was entirely too attractive when challenged. His caramel skin warmed under the candlelight, his shoulders set, his mouth firm, his eyes threaded with gold. He looked like a man who wanted to argue and touch in eq
