Deimos gives a sharp nod as he doesn't seem fazed by my answer. "I'll change your answer soon." His eyes hold a promise as I look out the large window. I don't want to reply to that. That would only start an argument. The waiter brings our food quickly and I begin to sate my hunger. I feel Deimos's eyes on me throughout our dinner, yet I pay him no heed munching on my meal softly. I feel he has questions. Answers he wants from me. I don't know what they are but I am in no mood to help calm his uncertainty. Finishing up on our meal, we continue our journey. I don't sleep a wink and neither does Deimos. He has been disturbed since our dinner. Each of us consumed by our thoughts and insecurities we forget about time and place. Deimos shifts and stretches while the driver speaks on the

Have you ever sunk deep into the depth of desire as your heart wished for you to drown while your mind told you to fight against the waves? When I look at Deimos I am always caught by desire's net. Desire to touch. A desire for a taste. Desire to possess. With each passing day, it overtakes me inch by inch sinking its fangs deep within me sucking my will to fight. It has been days since Deimos brought me back and he often tries to be near me. From a heated gaze to a soft graze against my skin. Though I act as if I do not care, I hide behind my veil of happiness. It makes me happy to see him try. It's a first. "Luna!" Ragon calls out to me with a big wave as I greet him with a smile. "Ragon. Quite energetic today?" I ask him softly with a chuckle as his cheeks burn to a shade of pink

Deimos is probably very upset. He is probably gonna show me his anger in front of all the wolves. And the pack must be upset as well. I sit down quietly, put the napkin on my lap while silently preparing myself to face his wrath. A Luna is never late, even to dinner. "I apologize I was distra-." I begin my apology as Deimos cuts me off. "No need to apologize. It is alright." Deimos says softly taking a bite of his food giving the signal for the pack to finally begin eating as my eyes widen. I stare at Deimos as he eats his food. After a while, due to my continuous staring, he stops eating and looks at me. "Why are you staring at me this way, mate?" He questions me with a tilt to his head. I immediately slap my palm on his forehead

I clear my throat softly as his eyes open and look straight towards me while his smile remains. "Mate." He greets me as I nod in return having a smile of my own to give him. A shy smile. He walks towards me and gives me his hand to take. I put my palm softly into his warmth as he guides me to the other side of the terrace. I look around amazed at the setup. The table is quite big and the food is kept in large amounts enough to feed a family. Flowers are surrounding the table filling the place with a wonderful scent. "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you not like it? I didn't know how to do all this so I researched. I thought you might like it. If you don't I can-." Deimos speaks quickly his eyes moving back and forth from the table to me. I cut him off squeezing his hand softly. "

Anxious. I feel this is the perfect word to describe how I am feeling at this exact moment. In my entire life up to now, even before I went to war with the strongest of Alphas I have never felt this way. My stomach twists as I play with my fingers trying to distract myself from my feelings. Deimos had left early in the morning for a meeting with the council and I couldn't even express how I felt. He and I have gotten quite close to each other. We spend every waking moment together. I taste his lips when I want to and he touches me as he wishes. Everything I dreamt of when I first met him has been coming true with each day. He isn't the same anymore. He's different, way more than I expected. His gaze isn't ice cold but warm as it soothes my skin. His touch isn't painful but sweet and hot. My life has changed and for the first