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2025-05-01 17:30:02“I think you’d better skitter away like the cockroach you are.”
The voice is deep and strong, reverbarating all around me. My breath comes out fast as I’m trying to reconcile with the fact that I’ve survived. I’m not dead. I’m safe, held in a tight embrace by whoever caught me.
Through the tears, I see Rosalina run away, stepping back into the ballroom, leaving me alone with the stranger.
“Are you alright?”
His voice is close and comforting, like soft feathers caressing my skin. Or like velvet slipping over me.
I quickly wipe away my tears, allowing myself a better look at my savior while he gently places me back on my feet.
Black hair, piercing dark eyes, and a crimson suit.
It’s him, the stranger I’ve been looking for! I’m so stunned I can barely articulate a coherent thought. In the heat of the celebration, I forgot to look for him. But there he is, just as mysterious as I remember him, staring at me, assessing me.
“Who… Who are you?”
I ask instead of replying to his question. His hands are still on my arms, steadying me. I lay one hand on top of his, worried he’ll disappear just like last time, impossible to find again. I don’t know why such a thought worries me at all. He was a mystery I wanted to elucidate, nothing more.
The man tilts his head, slow and measuring. He radiates the same dark aura as in my memory, powerful and strong. A dangerous smile creeps on his lips.
“For someone who’s crafted each invitation so carefully, I’m surprised you don’t already know every guest in your home, Luna.”
I frown, picked. He doesn’t know how I’ve poured over every record, every invite, looking for him specifically.
“You weren’t invited.”
The statement comes out curious, almost pleading, rather than accusatory. I berate myself mentally. What is happening?
His hands on my skin are like fires, slowling warming away a coldness I didn’t even know was there. I know nothing of him, but I can feel he’s deadly. When I was so reluctant to Dereck’s touch mere minutes ago, I can feel myself melting in the arms of this stranger.
Then, he laughs.
The sound echoes through my own ribcage and I want to bury myself in the sound.
What the hell is happening to me.
“That I wasn’t”, he confirms, “but no one important would miss the Eclipse Celebration of the Moonlit pack, don’t you think?”
“No one important would be forgotten from the guest list”, I bite back, but it lacks any real bite seeing as I’m still between his arms, wobbly on my feet.
“Perhaps your pack's oversight is my good fortune”, he teases. “After all, making my own invitations seems to have put me exactly where I was needed.”
I open my mouth to retort but I find myself short of anything to say. He’s right. If he hadn’t shown up, I’d be dead. Which…
“Convenient timing. Should I be flattered, or were you lurking around hoping I'd need saving?”
I suppose my conjured wariness is laughable, seeing as I still haven’t pushed back against the man, still lingering in his steadying embrace. He maintains a respectful distance between our bodies, but some part of me craves more of the warmth I can feel seeping from his palms and into my skin. He appraises me with a smug smile.
“Let's just say I'm good at anticipating trouble—and you seem exceptionally skilled at finding it.”
I blush furiously. “Keep talking and I’ll think you’re dodging the real question.” My hold on his hand thightens, as if to keep him from leaving. “Who are you?”
His smile widens, but not in a kind way, rather like a predator showing his teeth. I feel the tension grow inside my chest, waiting, anticipating. I want to know.
“I’m the one who's planning on stealing you away from the Moonlit pack.” He chuckles, dangerous. “If you’ll let me.”
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