Chapter 65 The Jealous Stirring

• Three agonizing days had slowly dragged by, and something was beginning to feel profoundly off within Luna's body… something deeply, terrifyingly strange. A heavy, liquid warmth pulsed gently deep in her lower abdomen, slowly creeping upward like a thin, intoxicating mist that tightly enveloped her chest, before lazily drifting back down through her inner thighs, sending a shivering tingle all the way down to her toes.
• Her breathing felt constantly heavier than usual. The mere friction of her silk gowns brushing against her bare skin felt overwhelmingly sensitive, and her traitorous heart would instantly begin to hammer at a frantic, unnatural pace simply from recalling the deep vibration of Rex's voice.
• Desperate for a distraction, she practically fled her bedchamber and marched straight to the grand library, fiercely determined to take her chaotic mind off her own betraying body.