Most wanted Luna.

Run or Stay

Stacy’s POV

“Mate…?” was he kidding right then? I wondered as I stared at the seemingly ethereal face that had me in his steady arms. It was almost like I was living a scene in some sort of romantic soap opera that was just about to unfold with the male lead meeting his woman in the most unexpected way.

I couldn't tell what it was about him that made me unable to take my eyes off him. His eyes reflected kindness and tenacity at the same time. There were just too many things I could say about that flawlessly sculpted being that bore me in his arms like I was his baby whom he had been nurturing for quite a while.

“Hello…” he muttered finally as he called me out of the thoughts that had taken me far away from reality to somewhere else that I didn't know.

He had his eyes narrowed into suspicious slits as he stared at me for a couple of seconds. He seemed like he had a lot of questions he wanted to ask but was answering all of them with each state he was taking of me.

“Oh… hello…” I said as I was shaking my head, closing my eyes and reopening them, as I was trying everything to make sure that I wasn't in a dream or in the afterlife or something even worse off. “Who are you…?”

“Well…” he said with a smile. Even though I had been expecting him to put me down at that point, he still held me without flinching a bit. It almost looked like he was just showing me just how strong and capable he was at handling me. “You don't want to know…”

“What the heck do you mean by that?” I questioned even more audaciously as I was trying to prove just how scared I was and awed at the sight of him. “Go on and tell me who the heck you are…”

“Quite an audacious one you are, mate…” his smile, which I had thought to be cute at first, was now beginning to annoy me as it wasn't answering any of the questions I had been asking for.

“Better speak up or things could get hideous between us…” I just couldn't tell where the audacity to speak was coming from. “And why are you still holding me in your arms…? Put me down already…”

“Also unwavering at the sight of someone who literally has her in the palm of his hands…” he wasn't done with me just yet as he was soon walking up and down with me still in his arms. He was showing that he wasn't going to put me down just yet. “What exactly is making you this bold, mate?”

My ears were being pierced unpleasantly by the way he was always repeating the word ‘mate’, almost every single time he had been referring to me. There was just too much on my mind for me to keep up with all of what was happening.

“Put me down…!” I complained as he was walking back and forth with me in his arms. He looked like he could do that for the whole night as I felt light as a feather in his arms. “Right this moment…”

“Sorry… I can't hear you, you say what now?” He asked teasingly as he was keeping at what he was doing, and was even increasing the speed at which he was carrying on with it.

I let out a tired sigh at that point, as there just wasn't any other way through which I would be able to get out of there if not through him. And he knew that.

In the heat of that moment, I just had to swallow my pride and plead with him with all the sincerity I could conjure up at that point. I had to do it as I couldn't risk getting caught by Ronan as that would be the worst of it all.

“Please…” I was almost losing it from all the walking he had been doing at that point. “Could you put me down already…?” I couldn't believe the way I had been humbled by strength all alone.

After a while, he stopped suddenly. The way he put me down like I was some sort of royalty he had been playing with all that time. It seemed like he had instantly come back to himself.

“Are you okay now?” He asked as he was observing every single detail of my demeanor. Those eyes of his looked like they could stare deep into my soul and my innermost being.

“Well… yeah…” I was a bit dizzy from all the walking and turning around. It was almost hard to stay on my feet as I was staring at the ground which was still spinning underneath me. “Thank you…” I showed a halfhearted appreciation as I was trying my best to stay away from getting carried into anyone's arms ever again.

“You look like you were on your way somewhere?” He asked, as he seemed to be trying his best not to sound too nosy, even though he was being nosy. He sounded like he was some sort of perfectionist that was not going to ever accept that he was wrong in anything at all. “Do you care to share why you were in such a hurry that you had to fly through the window? You know that's quite an inappropriate thing to do for a lady.”

“That's none of your business right now…” I was really trying to keep my foolish plans away from him. The whole thing was so shameful that I wasn't sure that I could ever let anyone know that I had ever tried something that irrational and stupid.

It was simply myopic and short-sighted. I was wondering what exactly I would have done if I had eventually landed safely down there without any form of hurt whatsoever. The whole place was sealed. But then, I kept my hope alive as I didn't want to be trapped there with the fate of an unhappy union between I and Ronan.

“The consequences might be quite harsh if Ronan finds out that you're here and not inside the fortress.” He spoke quite knowledgeably, and articulated his words pretty well and his perfection was simply too good to be true, and it was a bit annoying the way he kept carrying himself with so much confidence.

I was slowly having a rethink at that point, as I was trying my best not to take action that could be too drastic and could present me with pretty ugly repercussions that I wouldn't like.

“You’re not possibly thinking of running away, are you?” He asked. “By now, Ronan's men are probably on your trail and are searching for you. It would be only a matter of time before they would man your ass in a chase, in a full blown chase.”

I hated the way my heart was thumping from the desperation that his words were inciting within me. There was just too much on my mind for me to think straight.

“What choice are you going to make? Run or stay?” That question stayed stuck in my head for those next seconds.