Luka's POV

The moon is taunting me. After so many evenings filled with waves of darkness, tonight is the night the stars come out wink, and glimmer in their own celestial dance as if they are celebrating.

My hands tighten around the glass of brandy in my hand as my eyes narrow on the constellations that appear to dazzle more tonight than any other night. My gaze draws to Lupus in particular, the very first constellation I ever learned to look out for as a child.

And instead of feeling a sense of serenity, I am jealous.

Jealous that Lupus is complete, and I am not because the only star...