Marcus closed the door to Mikaela’s bedroom.
She was awake, Marcus thought feeling all the tension in his body melt away. He closed his eyes for a second and leaned against the door. For days it had felt like he was going crazy from worrying about her. But she was finally awake and in his house. Marcus wondered about that, but them his mind filled with the memory of her standing close to him. Tension still thrummed in his body. It took everything in him to walk out of the room, and not pull her to him. She looked so different – not so young anymore. She looked beautiful, too much like the Luna he had dreamed of for a very long time. Marcus breathed through the desire that rushed through his veins as all kinds of emotions ran through his body. He wanted so much from her.
He longed to run
