Scarlet (The Lunar Chronicles, #2)

by Marissa Meyer

“A captain always knows where his ship is. It’s like a psychic bond.” “If only we had a captain here.”

If this was her chance to decide who she was, who she wanted to be, then the first decision was an easy one. She would never be like Queen Levana.

“Wolf. When was this?” He gulped. “Forty years ago,” he said, his tone going quiet again. “Nine months before your father was born.”

letting him catch her as she jumped down. His hands were achingly gentle as he lowered her to the platform, and lingered a second too long after her feet were firmly planted, or not nearly long enough.

microtropes for the win

Wolf’s eyes saddened. “I know. You’ll do what you have to do.” Peeling her hands off his shoulders, he placed a sweet kiss against her wrist, where the blood pulsed beneath her skin. “And so will I.”