Chapter 14 Fourteen

• Several deep breaths later, I emerge from the alcove just as Liam appears, his timing so perfect I wonder if Anton texted him.
• "Would my Luna do me the honor of walking inside with me?"
• His blue eyes are warm and kind in a way that reminds me painfully of everything Anton isn't. He extends his arm with a slight bow, the gesture gallant and old-fashioned, like something out of the romance novels I used to read at Moonlight Books—back when my life was simple, back before vampires and mates and everything went to hell.