His Luna

Untold

Kirsty's mind raced with confusion as Draken's words hung in the air. She couldn't fathom what he meant by handling everything, and her thoughts immediately turned to the tasks at hand. With dishes waiting for her inside the kitchen, she knew she couldn't simply abandon her responsibilities.

As she reached out to grab the trash bags, Draken's hand intercepted hers, preventing her from taking on the burden alone. His touch sent a shiver down her spine. Kirsty's brows furrowed in confusion as she tried to comprehend the implications of his words. Draken's protective instinct both bewildered and intrigued her. She wanted to understand his intentions fully. Taking a moment to collect her thoughts, Kirsty looked into Draken's eyes, searching for answers. She could see a glimmer of sincerity in his gaze

“You…you know them?”

Kirsty stood there, her mind swirling with a mix of curiosity, fear, and anticipation. The revelation that Draken knew powerful individuals within the pack sent tremors of unease down her spine. She couldn't help but wonder if her true identity as a rogue would come to light, jeopardizing the fragile connection she had formed with Sam and now, unexpectedly, with Draken.

As she struggled to gather her thoughts, Draken took a step back, his expression filled with a mix of determination and concern. It was clear that he intended to take charge of the situation

“Yes, I know them. And they know me, Kirsty.”

Draken took a step back and it was at the same time that Kirsty realized that she was holding back her breath.

"I...still have something to do inside," Kirsty stammered, her voice betraying her uncertainty.

"Kirsty, let me handle everything. I'm going to take you somewhere. Wait here," Draken replied, his voice gentle yet firm.

With a sense of trepidation, Kirsty watched as Draken took the bags of trash and walked away, disappearing into the darkness. Left alone with her thoughts, she grappled with conflicting emotions. The logical part of her mind urged her to flee, to distance herself from the potential danger that lurked within the pack. But her heart yearned to stay, to explore the connection she had felt with Draken, to embrace the unknown and take a leap of faith.

As Kirsty stood alone in the quiet darkness, her mind and heart engaged in a fierce battle. The logical part of her mind warned her of the potential dangers that awaited her within the pack, reminding her of the precariousness of her situation as a rogue. It urged her to flee, to protect herself from the unknown perils that lay ahead.

But her heart whispered a different tune. It spoke of connection, of a bond forged in mere moments that resonated deep within her being. It urged her to stay, to explore the possibilities that awaited her with Draken, to trust in the path that seemed to have been laid out before them.

Her gaze flickered to the spot where Draken had disappeared into the shadows, his presence still lingering in the air. A part of her longed for his return, to feel his strong and comforting presence by her side. The decision weighed heavily upon her, but she knew, deep down, that she couldn't ignore the yearning of her heart any longer.

With a determined breath, Kirsty chose to trust in the connection she had felt with Draken. She made the conscious decision to stay, to follow the path that fate seemed to be carving for them. It was a leap of faith, a step into the unknown, but she couldn't deny the stirring in her soul, the longing for something more.

As she waited, the minutes stretched into eternity, each passing second filled with anticipation and uncertainty. Doubts and fears continued to gnaw at the edges of her mind, but she refused to let them consume her.