Penelope felt the covers on her shift lightly. Someone moved into the bed and wrapped an arm around her. Before she could think twice, she dozed off.

***

Today was the moon goddess festival, only held every three auspicious years. An auspicious day indeed. And while everyone was busy preparing for the grand feast, Penelope was rather busy plotting her escape.

Tonight, the goddess was going to grant her the gift of freedom. Freedom from a mate who does not want her.

Penelope hand fell on her left cheek, where her mate hit her with so much disdain. It didn't hurt so much anymore, but the scars that remained were...