Chapter 67 Jealousy And Rumors

• Luna awoke, bathed in the soft, golden light seeping through the heavy velvet curtains of her bedchamber. Beside her, Rex lay fast asleep, his broad chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. This formidable man… was he truly hers?
• Slowly, hesitantly, Luna’s delicate fingers reached out to trace the firm curve of his lips. Her hand then slipped into his dark, thick hair, stroking the soft strands with tender, deliberate movements, exactly as if she were desperately trying to memorize the feel of every single one.
• It felt entirely too selfish, but deep down in her borrowed soul, she wanted him. She wanted him so badly.