Naomi POV

When having sex in front of an audience, try not to look nervous.

Naomi trembled, walking with Cyran toward the slab in the sanctuary. The crowd, including a more or less awake Zillah, formed a circle around them. Moon Goddess, the eagerness on their faces was way too extreme. She would find it funny if she didn’t want to cry. They should be with their families, at a pack gathering, roaming free in wolf form, at work, doing anything other than standing around ...