Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 135

Xena's POV

Ryder walked into the closet as I was fastening my bra, his eyes lingering on my nearly-dressed form.

"Your wounds are healing nicely," he observed, his voice carrying that same deep timber that always made my skin tingle despite my best efforts to ignore it.

My gaze dropped to the marks that had dominated my skin just days ago. They looked like old injuries now, almost completely healed. I could barely feel them anymore, which surprised even me. The supernatural healing abilities of our kind never ceased to

amaze me.

"Don't dodge my question," I said, glaring at him. I grabbed a light jumpsuit and pulled it on quickly, then fumbled with my sandal straps, my fingers betraying my impatience.

"Logan texted asking when you'll be there," Ryder, replied, holding up his phone.

I froze, my heart skipping a beat. "Did you tell him about the Rogues" If Logan knew, everything would become exponentially more complicated. He'd go into overprotective brother mode, and I couldn't handle that right now.

"No, I didn't." He extended his phone toward me, showing me the screen. "See for yourself."

True to his word, Ryder hadn't mentioned anything about the Rogues. Relief washed over me in a wave so powerful it

ice in my tone thawing

we go now?" Ryder asked, his green eyes

reaching for his hand. Physical contact had never been my default mode-not with anyone. When I saw Ryder's startled expression as he looked down at our joined hands,

behind us. To my surprise, he led me straight to the library rather than

mother?" I asked, confusion evident in my

hand to open the door

of sandwiches, fresh fruit, and flowers hit me immediately. Luna Kestrel had transformed the library

she exclaimed, stepping forward to

been minimal at best. This sudden warmth caught me

all this?" I asked with a smile on my face, even as I trembled inside. The feeling of being cared

need to plan your ceremony! So I thought I'd take the opportunity to prepare brunch, and we could spend some time getting

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with my mouth open, finable to form words. My eyes took in the beautiful arrangement she'd so carefully prepared. The

Ryder's hand landed gently on the small of my back, the electric feeling of his touch snapped me back

pulled me to the