ire

r brother Caleb, and his mate were waiting in the gra

t hold much joy; instead, his weathered ey

ds rolling on the blood-soaked execution block flashed violently in my mind. A sharp ache hit my nose

all seventy-two of them being slaughtered right in front of my eyes. This time, I swore to the Moon God

at the bottom of t

-shouldered, his golden hair catching the light, his features devastatingly han

cade, I knew he was looking at me not as a beloved bride, b

h and plunge it straight into his hypocritical heart. It took every ounce of

intimate, husky register that used to make my he

out hi

ade my stomach violently heave. It felt like a venomous snake coiling around my wrist. The memory of his heavy boot pinning me down and

excitement. The smug satisfaction in his eyes deepened, and h

hite-and-gold spectacle, the seats lined with plush velvet, t

d through the estate, he soaked up the cheers and praises of the gue

n!" "May the Moon Godd

ring crowd. My heart was a dead, quiet thing, and

neered inwardly. More like

and. It was a hastily drawn map detailing the estate and the surrounding

ifferent paths for the majority of the journey. But there was one

rtip against the m

t of convergence. My

re that both processions arrived at the Moon Temple at the

fening rumble s

nnatural, sudden darkness. Ominous, purple-black storm clouds rolled

against my ribs like a w

Moon Goddess had h