Finn
“Finn!” My Beta, Elian, pounds on my body beneath the covers like I’m a drum.
I kick at him without even opening my eyes, and he dodges back with a laugh.
“It cannot be time to wake yet.”
“Time to wake came and went,” Elian replies. “You are bordering on late, and Kieran wants to speak with you before the Tansy Beach delegation arrives.”
I groan and burrow deeper beneath my covers. There is nothing wrong with Tansy Beach arriving—other than the circumstances. I even like their prince; over the last few years, we’ve spent enough events standing next to each other that I could be compelled to call Xander my friend.
The problem is morning. I hate it. There’s a reason we have a Moon Goddess rather than a sun one. The sun is all grabby fingers, noise, and expectation. If I could neve
