Parker
Well if she wanted to be like that, so be it, she was the one to always climb on him, or nine out of ten times anyway. She liked the s*x, the feel of those mate bond sparks, told him often enough she craved to feel it as she was climbing on him. “Parker, I want to feel all the sparks inside of me.” she’d tell him.
He sometimes wondered if that was all he was to her, a good f**k and nothing more. They didn’t have anything in common, and were rapidly growing apart, not that they had ever been really close. He didn’t like fighting with her, but this right now, her up and leaving the pack unattended, when she knew he wasn’t here was utterly irresponsible of her.
She wanted to be a model and only work as a model, not be a Luna. Then fine, that’s how he would treat her, as just a model
