Well, he was grateful they had stopped arguing. Yes, he should have told her sooner, but with everything that had already been going on, he just couldn’t. Vulcan’s hand still rested upon her lower back leading her around to each pack member, watching as those sapphire blue eyes sparkled with belonging every time she met someone new. She had no idea that she was going to make the perfect Luna, he reached over gently brushing some hair from her face and when she looked up at him his heart stopped. The world disappeared and it was just them.
Azula had a way of doing this to him, making him forget what it felt like to breathe, capturing all his senses and its one glance and holding them captive, her eyes like a raging sea, calm one moment but raging the next. Beautiful and destructive, deman
