#Chapter 114 - Honeymoon

Bastien The Eclipse Festival sprawls before us, a whirlwind of lights and colors so overwhelming I can feel my mate leaning close to me for comfort. It’s not only the size of the event and deafening noise around us unsettling her, it’s also the attention. We’re still in the VIP section, and wherever Selene and I walk people turn to stare, and I can’t help but notice how different things are from the past. Four years ago these aristocrats would have been whispering behind their hands and curiously eyeing Selene’s unmarked neck. Tonight there’s a sense of reverence in their attention, an admiration and respect my sweet mate is still struggling to get used to. Even though it’s the proper response, I can’t help but feel angry it took my pack this long to see Selene for the treasure she is. They should have been bowing down to her from day one. “How are you doing, little wolf?” I murmur as we enter a shining pavilion, pausing to nibble her earlobe and relishing the blush that burst