"Oh StarClan," I breathed, gazing up at the beautiful white disk that hung in the sky. Somehow, despite all my qualms about the island, the moon seemed to shine brighter here, the stars more vibrant, like someone had pricked holes in the velvet of the sky and let in the light beyond. "It's beautiful." Beside me, Aden shifted his feet. "Yeah. Nothing like an island moonrise." "Sure," I purred softly. "Open up." I opened my jaws, and he placed a petal on my tongue. I closed my mouth and chewed, enjoying the sweet, fresh taste. It tastes like love. "Come on," Aden said. "Let's go down to the beach."