Healing Guardian
Adrian woke from another nightmare of Council programming to find tiny stars dancing above his bed. Luna stood in his doorway in her little nightgown, her face serious as she sensed his pain. She looked at him with worry as she watched him take in shaky breaths.
"Bad dreams," she declared, toddling over. "I fix."
Before he could protest, she climbed onto his bed and placed her small hands on his temples. Through their growing pack bond, pure light flowed - not just easing the nightmare, but healing the deeper wounds beneath. She looked at his face as she did this showing how loving she really was.
"Little princess," he breathed, feeling decades of torture slowly dissolving under her innocent power. "You should be sleeping. You need your princess sleep"
"You hurt." Her
