Chapter 41
- Days passed and I spent those preparing for the wedding like any other mortal bride, while Grandmama Jane tutored me in the afternoon at the Lodge of the Luna on what are a Luna’s duties aside from spreading legs and bearing babies.
- “…and most of all, love him. As if he’s the half of your soul.”
- “I am indeed half of her soul.” I do not need to turn around to know that it is Tyler’s dark, erotic voice.