STEFANO POV

I sat on the bed, watching my amazing Luna pack her clothes into a leather bag. My own bag was already packed, so I simply enjoyed the view as I spoke through the mind link with Antonio.

“He regained consciousness just a few hours ago, and now that fool insists on coming with us,” Antonio’s voice groaned in my head.

I exhaled slowly. “I didn’t tell Gianna that you found him a few days ago. No one could say for sure whether or not he’d wake up, ...