*Gabe*
Estelle’s face drained of color as she stared up at me. Her eyes were watery and she parted her lips, but she didn’t speak. She looked completely stunned. It wasn’t at all the reaction I’d anticipated when I asked her to be my Luna. I thought that she would be surprised, but the horror on her face was hard to accept.
I’d spent days with the idea of making her the Luna playing in my mind. It was all I could think about. The droning meetings that I was trapped in were only bearable because of Estelle. The thought of her skin against mine and her voice in the dark got me through the interminable diplomatic discussions.
She was usually sleeping peacefully by the time I made it to our bed, and I didn’t have the heart to wake her. My desire for her was only tempered by the way she curled into my touch the moment I joined her under the blanket. Even if it was subconsciously, she still reached for me and it made my heart sing.