A full moon peers into the window, shining down on Gina through the bathroom window as she prettied herself up. Normally she didn’t keep the curtains away from the window, but tonight was special. She felt as though it was necessary to have the moon ‘watch her for this’.

The bonding ritual was imminent.

Rubbing some tantalizing, earthy-scented lotion on her light tan skin, she ran the brush through her curls one last time and nodded at herself in the mirror. She looked ...