"You okay?" Damien asked her, a hand brushing down her back as he leaned in close.
"I am now," she replied softly, locking eyes with him for a lingering moment. She had held her ground today, despite two powerful males barely restraining themselves.
Damien offered Luna his arm and helped her to her feet. She steadied herself, her hand holding her head. Sometimes, she still felt a little faint but at least, she wasn't collapsing.
She turned and made her way toward Kyllian, whose tall frame was cast in the gold-drenched shadows of the late afternoon sun.
"Hey," she said softly.
"Hi." Kyllian's reply came with a half-smile that barely touched the grief buried in his eyes. "How are you doing now? The blood-sucking baby still using you as three square meals?"
Luna laughed despite herself, placing a hand on her belly. "Pretty much. Kid's already got expensive taste."
