It was no place for a duel. The bedroom would simply collapse if Lune and Tobias were to clash. Probably dreading the same outcome, he pleaded with the moon’s daughter to discuss the matter at hand to reach a solution instead, something he must’ve known wasn’t possible anymore.
“Give me my black pearl!” demanded Lune with a boisterous growl, failing to comply with what was requested of her. “Or, else—.”
“Or else?” inquired Tobias, failing to exercise his patience. “Don’t you think it’s really daft of you to be threatening the Alpha of the pack?”
“I am not afraid of you, boy,” declared Lune, rushing at her enemy with an unmatched ferociousness, quite superior to her previous attacks, but unfortunately, once again landing on her butt.
Delighted to see the heavenly being tasting defeat
