Mayas POV

I woke the next day wondering if it had all been a nightmare. Kieran's arm was resting across my chest; I wanted to stay like that forger, watching him sleep. He was so handsome that he had no idea. I smiled to myself and decided to take a nice, relaxing bath and wash my hair. Yesterday, he had made me his Luna, well, almost. I hated that the twins had ruined it; they were nothing but troublemakers, as Kieran had said, but the things they shouted about my child ...