His Luna

On his way

Draken's mind was filled with a constant reminder of Kirsty, and he couldn't escape the weight of guilt that bore down upon him. He replayed the moments in his mind, the instances where he had neglected to return to Sam's household and left Kirsty behind, alone and confused. The thought of her being lost in the vastness of the pack, isolated and without guidance, tormented him.

Amidst the flurry of preparations and responsibilities, Draken found himself longing for Kirsty's presence, her warm smile, and the connection they had formed. His heart ached with the knowledge that he had let her down, that his duty to the pack had overshadowed his responsibility towards her. He questioned his own choices, wondering if he had prioritized power and the affairs of the pack over the well-being of the one person who had touched his soul.

Yet, despite the turmoil within, Draken remained steadfast in his duties. He meticulously attended to the pack's affairs, ensuring that everything was in order for the grand event that lay ahead. He coordinated with his pack members, delegating tasks, and overseeing the preparations, all the while carrying the weight of his unresolved feelings for Kirsty.

"We should see her. I want to see my mate." His inner wolf was growling at him. The image of Kirsty, her surprise and vulnerability, was etched in his mind. The memory of pinning her to the wall, their eyes locked in a moment of shared intensity, still brought a smile to his lips. The connection they had formed was undeniable, and he yearned to deepen it, to explore the depths of their bond.

"We will...I won't waste time to go and find her." He communicated back to his inner wolf. The desire to hold her, to feel her warmth against his skin, surged within him.

Despite the weight he carried within, Draken showed no signs of faltering in his duties. He engaged in intense negotiations with the warehouse, ensuring that justice was served for Rodolfo and safeguarding the pack's interests. He coordinated with Sam throughout the process, relying on his support and assistance to see things through. Simultaneously, Draken's focus shifted to the preparations for the upcoming festivities. Recognizing the significance of the event and the prestigious guests it would attract, he meticulously scrutinized every detail, determined to ensure a flawless experience. The masquerade theme called for elegance and mystery, and the chosen color scheme of dark red, black, and gold added an air of sophistication. Draken personally selected an all-black suit with a striking red inner dress, emanating a commanding presence as he prepared to lead the pack through the evening.

However, beneath the poised exterior and efficient execution of his responsibilities, Draken's mind never strayed far from Kirsty. His desire to find her, to mend the rift between them, burned within him, growing stronger with each passing day. He recognized that his pursuit of power and the demands of leadership had led him astray, neglecting the one person who had entered his life and made an impact on his heart.