= Amara =
I set the book aside and rose from my chair the moment I heard footsteps approaching the cabin. A second later, the door swung open, and Mikael stepped inside as if the place belonged entirely to him—which, unfortunately, it did.
His gaze swept the room before settling on the table. His brows lifted in open surprise at the sight of the dinner I had prepared, and a slow, knowing smirk curved his lips.
“Well, well,” he drawled as he walked closer, clearly enjoying himself. “Looks like you’re already easing into your duties as my Luna.”
I let out a long, tired sigh. “I ran out of things to do,” I said plainly. “And I’ve already finished most of the books Lorne has given me.”
As soon as I remembered Lorne, like a reflex, my hand pressed lightly against my chest as I bent forward
