Becoming Luna

Talia POV

“You’re blushing,” Lucius murmured against my ear as we stepped out of the trees.

I squeezed his hand hard enough to hurt. “Everyone is staring. They can probably smell what we just did.”

We stepped out of the trees hand in hand, my skin still faintly glowing where his touch had lingered. The moment the firelight reached us the entire clearing seemed to still. Drums faltered. Voices died