There is nothing different about the night sky. Just like it always is, the stars glimmer. Maybe not as bright as the ones the prince misses, but they still shine. The sky is dark as if mocking him. As if laughing at how hard his heart beats. How heavy his chest is. The anxiety, the nervousness, the need. It all makes his insides bubble.
But then, like always, he can almost see Selene smiling down at him by watching the moon in all its glory. The silver orb of love and perseverance brings a smile to his lips. Lucien's hands tighten in his mates’ who curiously gaze at him. They watch his face display so many emotions that, they don't know which one to hold on to.
“Are you worried?” Mars asks, a soft smile taking its spot on his lips when the prince looks away from the moon in the sky and
