It was a full moon tonight.
Whenever the full moon arrives, Selene loves to sleep under the stars. Due to the cold seasons of the north, she isn't able to do it all the time, but it's a special occasion when she can.
It was the first full moon of winter, and the pale woman longingly stared outside the window of her shared bedroom. She wore a white nightgown that barely reached her thighs, her pale skin glowing under the gentle light of her mentor.
Northern Pine trees were heavy with snow, their forms barely lit by the light from the sky.
Without a surprise, two large arms snaked around her waist and hugged her. They pulled her into the embrace of a large man- her back firm against his chest.
"You look sad," Ullr whispered in her ear, the roughness a piece of his soul.
She leaned her head back in his embrace, "Somewhat," She muttered, "Like the others, I wish to sleep under the moon, yet I know the cold is unforgiving..."
He hummed thoughtfully, "We shall see to that."
She should've known that when she had strife- the love of her life would not hesitate to mend it. He may struggle with his words and expressions, but his actions speak volumes about his love for her. She never doubted it for a second.
And just like that, Selene was brought to a beautiful spot in the forest.
Looking over the field of lilies, still thriving despite the snow, she could see the full gaze of the moon floating in the sky. Amidst her glow were delicate stars- like snowflakes in the galaxy.
Lying in the arms of Ullr, she was kept warm under its glow.
Luna was sprawled out over a blanket behind them. Despite the cold, her fur kept her insulated, and she found great joy sleeping outside during the winter. She had no intentions of cuddling if it meant overheating.
"You bless me," Selene whispered, closing her eyes as she lay in his lap toward the lilies and moon.
He rumbled with satisfaction, "You are my moon," The man leaned down and rumbled in her ear, tucking his face between her shoulders.
Ullr wore his reindeer cloak, trousers, and sweater dyed with red berries. His clothing protected him from the breeze, while his powerful shapeshifting body kept him warm. She could always trust him to lend her his warmth.
Resting her hands in her lap- she watched his larger ones slowly encircle hers.
His tan skin and scarred knuckles contrasted with her pale and petite hands. They swallowed hers up, his warm palms heating her body.
In one of his palms, though, was a metallic object.
As she parted her lips to question him- his hot breath against her neck made her gasp and lose her words.
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THE TYRANT : UNVEIL THE MOON
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