AUTHOR'S POV, Earlier
Sebastian walks through the trees, away from the moon bathing grounds. He grabs his jaw, rubbed the part where Scott punched him. Greatly, Scott was holding back. His brother would've broken his jaw. This is the first time Scott has lifted a hand on him. Instead of sulking about it, Sebastian was smiling. All along, he thought Scott have forgotten about Diana. He felt relieved seeing him broken, and hurt. It was enough for him to hope that they can be fixed as soon as Diana is found.
Sebastian reached the part where Reina says he found Damon meditating. He looked around the flat bed of moon flowers and wild grasses. If he's right, the hatch to the underground bunker should be somewhere nearby. Damon wouldn't be spending too much time on something for nothing. To the islet where theres nothing but trees, greens, and an abandoned bunker. He walked around, stomping even. He couldn't even remember how the bunker's entrance looked like, or what exactly he is looking for. What he only knew, it is hidden on the ground.
He circled a couple more times. Stomping on the moonflowers positioning upward. Suddenly, Sebastian's boot clunked on a rigid metal. His eyes flickered, as he hurriedly crouch down swopping a pile of leaves away. "This is new", he thought, knitting his brows at the shiny rectangular metal door on the ground. After several tries of opening it, the hatch finally opened to a narrow stairwell going down.
Sebastian waited for a moment, preparing himself as he stare at the dark. Whatever's in that bunker feared him. A splinter of suspicion lodged itself in his thoughts ever since Damon's name kept appearing in every random situation. Damon's ring in Diana's home. Damon's constant knowledge about Priscilla's whereabouts. Damon's rowing activities. Damon's meditations in the islet. He tried to justify it, convinced himself at least that Damon wouldn't do something he'd regret. But that splinter dug deeper.
Downright, he descended the narrow steps. He was afraid that he might be probably right. As soon as the smell of new paint welcomed him at he bottom of the stairs, his doubts began to confirm itself. The walls were smooth, recently finished. The galvanized steel floor looked newly laid. The cold air drifted upward from an expensive ventilation system is definitely new. "Damn it", he whispered at the not so abandoned looking bunker anymore. The lights were triggered open as he go forth. He became more suspicious. Questions filled up his head. Is this Priscilla's doing? Is Damon here? Why aren't there anyone? Whoever built this had reason, he thought. And despite his thoughts have led to definitive conclusions, he was still unwilling toward Damon.
A metallic groan echoed above. Sebastian stopped. Someone has entered the hatch. "Who's there?", his voice echoed deep, as he hear the footsteps going down. He waited, and saw someone walking down the stairs, unhurried and steady. Sebastian's clenched fist loosened when he saw the face of the man who followed him.
"Whoa! Sorry did I scare ya?", Gunner asked shyly.
Sebastian eased up with a long sigh. "No. I'm just surprised to see you here, I never see you as the nosy type", Sebastian snapped.
"Me? Nosy? Pfft", Gunner muffled a soft sound as he roll his eyes. "How's the...", he gestured his finger on his jaw.
"It's healing. I wouldn't mind another slugfest", Sebastian dared, glowering with his fists ready. "It's my mistake to ask for your pack for help. Your Alpha is goddamn rapist".
"Whoa, slow down Mayweather. I'm not here to fight ya", Gunner crossed his wrists, shaking his head. "I.. I'm sorry. I didn't know what's got into Roman. He was wrong", Gunner gulped.
"Tell that to Diana", Sebastian turns away. He didn't hear Gunner leave. He looked back and sees him still standing in the hallway. "What are you still doing here?".
"Okay, I followed you. I don't think I have properly thanked you for saving my life last time", he said, nearing Sebastian, eyes wandering. "Can I just at least... make up for it?".
"No. And, don't mention it. Now go back to where you came in", he said sharply, unfazed.
"Oh-kaaay ... ?", Gunner slowly turned around, rubbing the back of his neck, but his curiosity led himself back to Sebastian. "Wait... Did you liked them flowers?", he asked, his face completely serious, with quiet expectation.
"The... what?", Sebastian narrowed his eyes, unsure what Gunner is talking about.
Gunner cleared his throat. "The flowers.", he repeated. "I didn't know what you like so, I sent all the colors. Red, blue.. Purple. Yellow tulips?",
Sebastian blinked. Those flowers that were constantly sent to his office. "Why would you give me flowers?", he wondered.
"Well..", a reluctant smile touched Gunner's lips.
Sebastian looked away. The realization caught on, that somehow it felt strangely and irritatingly pleasant. "You know what, never mind", Sebastian groaned, turning his back from Gunner. "You can stay".
"Really?", Gunner raised his brows, as he rush beside Sebastian. "So, where are we?".
"Our abandoned bunker", Sebastian says.
"It doesn't look abandoned to me".
"Exactly", Sebastian snorted. They pushed deeper the corridor. Followed the hallway until they reached a door. Sebastian grabbed the handle and twisted it. Of course, it's lock. He tried again, harder this time. The hinges groaned, but the locking mechanism didn't budge. He jerked the handle violently, expecting it does the magic, but still, it didn't.
"Hey uhh..", Gunner stood behind him, folded his arms across his broad chest. "Are we supposed to be in here?", he asked, while Sebastian aggressively yanks the door. "The moon is about to be full any minute now. And your brother will soon be chasing wolves up there. We should go, don't you think?", Gunner asked again.
"GUNNER", Sebastian barked, looking over his shoulder. "Shut it, I'm trying to concentrate here", he scolded the tall masculine Beta wolf who kept asking questions. He went back punching the electronic lock, then, rattled the frame.
Gunner let out a sharp sigh, pulling Sebastian to the side. "Here, let me do it".
"Be my guest".
Gunner rolled his shoulder once, planting his boots firmly against the concrete. He didn't have to study the lock. Not even inspect the hinges. He simply measured the door with his eyes, then drove his heel into it. The corridor shook. Then, he began to slam his body against the door. A loud thud echoed down the hallway. He continued to beat it, pushing the handle downward. Then, he repeatedly kicked it hoping it'll break. Sebastian instinctively wince at the strong force Gunner uses.
"It won't open that way, dumbass", a voice erupted behind the two. Neither of them sensed her coming.
"What are you doing here?", Sebastian widen his eyes seeing Reina, who's one brow is raised.
"Back at you, Sebastian. What are you doing here?", she fired back.
"A hunch", Sebastian answered quickly. "I got a hunch Damon's cooking something here. You?".
Reina takes out her phone, showing the tracking map with a green dot blinking. "The tracker, remember? I tracked mom and it led me all the way here.", she looks at Gunner, with a cringe as if the wolf scent in him disgusts her. "And you? what's your excuse?".
"I uhh..", Gunner stalled, glancing at Sebastian.
"He's just here", Sebastian answered for him.
Reina shifted her gaze from Gunner to Sebastian. "Great. Looks like my brother is changing clans now.", she pursed her lips, glaring.
"It's not what it looks like", Sebastian sighed.
"Whatever you say. Now out of my way", she narrowed her eyes at Gunner, forcing her way to the door. She examined it at first, and noticed the palm size screen by the door handle. "It needs face recognition. You can't can't just jam it like a neanderthal", she began tapping the screen for the hidden settings menu.
Gunner left his mouth open, while Sebastian watched with a curved lip. "She dated a nerd", Sebastian whispered to Gunner.
"I'm starting to like your sister", Gunner is genuinely impressed watching Reina's fingers dance across the screen.
"She has a type, and standards", Sebastian answered, grinning smugly.
A few more taps, a soft digital click chimed, and the door opened. "Voila!", Reina exclaimed as the lock disengage. Gunner opened the heavy door, with a slow hydraulic hiss. The cold air from inside spilled into the hallway. The three stepped inside, and the light was immediately triggered as soon as their presence was sensed.
"Check the rooms", Sebastian's gaze rapidly swept inside the room surrounded with white walls, white ceiling, and bright lights.
"Yes sir!", Gunner followed, but then, he paused before going in another door. "And what are we looking for exactly?", he asked.
"It's someone", Sebastian blurted out, as Gunner headed in one room.
Together, Reina and Sebastian examined the first chamber they went in. The medical cabinets lined on one wall. Stainless steel bed in the corner of the room, with leather restraints hanging neatly on the sides. The room smelled too sterile. Reina's eyes darkened. "This isn't a storage. This is a lab".
"Keep searching", Sebastian murmured, as they walk deeper inside.
"Looks like we'll be in this together", Reina spoke quietly. For a long time, The Devlin siblings have been moving stealthily alone. Not making each other find out of their moves. And tonight, they all went together, sharing common goals... and intuitions. "I'm scared", she admitted.
Sebastian grabbed Reina's hand. "Hey, thanks Rei. For everything", he pulls her, squeezing her hand.
"Don't mind Scott. He's just in his asshole era.", Reina smiled. "But, if you keep this Roman thing up, and choose him over our family, I'll be the one punching your face first", she glared.
Sebastian barked a laugh. "I'd like to see you try", he scuffled her hair on the top of her head.
The room next to the bed chamber opened into something larger. Something that they were not expecting it would have. A glass enclosure stood in the middle like a luxury prison. A large bed. A table and a lamp. Comfortable, but still a prison. "You think Damon did this?", Reina asked, gaping at the glass walls.
"I don't know anymore", Sebastian muttered, eyes on the unmade bed as if someone have slept in there.
Gunner went in, and frowned. "Looks like someone's being held captive here", Gunner worded everyone's thoughts.
Sebastian's eyes dropped. He noticed a tag on the floor that reads a price for a diving gear. "A wetsuit?", he wondered, putting it down on the stainless table close by. A heartbeat skipped in his chest.
Across the room, Reina crouched. "Dried blood", she found a dark trail stretched across the polished floor towards another closed door.
"I'll check it", Gunner followed it, while Sebastian and Reina remained where they were, examining the glass prison. Gunner opened the room and stopped, completely still. His jaw tightened, but he didn't turned around. "Uh.. guys?", he called, voice lower than usual. "What was your hunch again?", unsure how to reveal what he's seeing at the moment. The cold air blew, carrying a rotting scent. Sebastian and Reina exchanged glance, and walked toward Gunner who have closed the door. "I don't think you should see it".
Sebastian walked to the door anyway, opened it and smelled the strong decaying scent over something heartbreakingly familiar. "Sebastian, don't", Gunner argued, stepping into the doorway with his broad shoulders filling the frame. Sebastian tried to move around him, until he meet his eyes. It was a look that made Gunner stop arguing. Sebastian stepped inside. He froze, just like the body on the floor. He didn't have to look closely. Her hair. Her nails. The clothes when he last saw her... and her favorite shoes she always believed lucky. His chest tightened, until breathing became labored. "Mo.. mom".
Memories of her ran in his mind.
Her morning yoga on the porch. Her bland cooking that ends up with the butler preparing something else. Her insisting to personally put food on their plates to make sure they eat the right portions.
Every ordinary moment suddenly became something would never happen again.
"Who is it?", Reina squeezed herself between the two large men. Sebastian snatched Reina, covering her eyes for her not to see such a gruesome state of their mother. Twisted on the cold floor, head bashed with skull fragments are exposed, and her neck bent in an impossible angle.
"Mom!",
"Reina...", Sebastian
"...the lake",
"Go",
"I'll stay here with her"
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Sebastian and Gunner dashed back to the lake, across the moon bathing grounds. To their surprise, they saw a big riot between their clans' pack. The highlight of the battle was Scott fighting head to head with Roman, while the wolves of the Grayback clan circled them. Both Alphas showed no mercy, and none of them have plans of surrendering.
"Where were you??", Troy in his wolf form mindtalked Gunner as soon as he was spotted on the field.
"What happened?!", Gunner asked.
"Roman went out of control!", Troy said before he ran out.
Gunner nodded to Sebastian and mouthed, "You okay?".
"I've got this", Sebastian said before he sprinted his way to the lake while Gunner tried to escalate the intense brawl of the two Alphas.
Gunner mind talked Roman "We found Diana".
Away from the nasty wolf skirmish and loud noises, Sebastian hurriedly looked over the calm waters as he search for signs of Diana. He held his breath, squinting his eyes far and wide hoping it's not too late to save a friend. "Damn you, Damon", he whispered as he walk on the shallow warm waters disturbing the peace of the lake water. "Diana!!", he called.
Then, not too far from the middle of the lake, Sebastian noticed bubbles
As he nears, he found a black bird hovering above the kayak. "Nagual", he said as the bird flew away.
"Diana!! Diana!!! ", his resounding voice filled the air as he call for his dear friend.
Sebastian circled and saw water bubbles nearby. Without further hesitations, he dived in. Following the bubbles, he stroke his arms gently and kicked his legs strongfully until he reached the bottom of the lake. He searched around and saw a body tied down on a rock. Sebastian swam closer and realized it was Diana dressed in a wetsuit hooked on an oxygen tank.
He faced her and smiled as he touch her face. With her hands tied on her back, Diana wriggled as if panicking. Sebastian looked at her oxygen tank, with depleting oxygen pressure. He immediately untied her, however the ropes were knotted too much that it took him time to remove it. As soon as he was able to loosen the ropes, he pushed Diana up the surface as fast as he could. Then, Sebastian grunted as he push Diana up on the boat.
Breathing heavily, Sebastian slapped her face gently as he call her name. Not sure what to do, he rowed back to the shore to ask for help. "Come on, Diana. Don't do this to me", he said as he rowed the paddles as hard as he could.
Reaching the shore in no time, Sebastian could only shout for help."Help!! I need some help here!", he shouted
Roman couldn't believe his eyes. However, he didn't expected to see his Luna in this condition. Her red lips turning blue, and her fair skin going pale.
Sebastian said as they placed her down the wooden dock.
Roman hurriedly checked for signs of life, there was no pulse, nor heartbeat.
"Don't touch her!!", Sebastian
"Where's Scott?!", he asked. "Someone get Scott!!", he ordered as someone fetched Scott from the fields.
'
"I'm trying to help!! Get away or my Luna will die!!", Roman immediately performed chest compressions as he simultaenuously give rescue breaths through her cold mouth.
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While Scott and his pack were being attended by Lily and Reina far down the field, he pushed Lily away and stood up as he feel indifference from the heart.
"What is it?", Lily asked.
"What's going on, Scott?", Lucas asked as he sees Scott gawking in the wind.
Scott gaped across the field and squinted his eyes notice a wolf coming. "Alpha Scott! The Luna drowned!", the wolf said.
Scott and the pack hurriedly ran down the lake. Lucas and Cory were the first ones to arrive on. the dock in excitement and worry for the Luna. They saw everyone swarming the dock as they hear Roman cursing and Sebastian hysterically calling for Diana's name.
Cory pushed the people out to make a clear view for Scott. There, they saw Diana being resuscitated by Roman through her mouth. Scott felt his body tremble as he clenched his fists. Lily held his arm as she watch Diana being revived. 'So this is the Luna', Lily thought.
After a few minutes, Diana opened her eyes and coughed all the water out from her nose and mouth. She laid to her side, struggling to breathe as she expel water from her chest.
Fear in her eyes
Scanning the people's faces
"I thought I lost you", Roman said as he breathe heavily. He tapped her back as he asked Gunner to get Diana dry clothes to warm her up.
Sebastian crouched down and held her hand. He then helped her sit as she gasped for air. "You scared me", he chuckled softly as she bury her face on Sebastian's chest. Catching her breath, Diana took a glance at Scott, standing a few steps from her, with a woman holding his arm.the last thread keeping him together snaps.
"Ta..." Diana, dressed in a wet suit, shivered from the cold, as her skin turn pale as milk. "..mara", The breeze that blows at every row cools her body more and more. She folded her arms and tried to warm herself up. Roman was about to wrap his arms around her, when Sebastian got her first.
"We'll be home soon, Diana. Hang in there", Sebastian said as Diana jittered her teeth. Breathing heavily, she stared at Scott who remained standing at the dock with a woman clinging on his arm.
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Arriving at the Devlins mansion, Sebastian helped Diana get out of the boat. She could barely stand up. "I can carry you", Sebastian said, as he place his arm over her shoulders. Diana shook her head as she walk slowly at a pace she could handle. She just held on Sebastian's waist as she groan in her every step.
"I'm not going to let her stay here", Roman gritted his teeth, walking beside Diana, as they enter the porch while the pack remained at the dock.
"She's not going with you", Sebastian glanced at him, as he keep Diana warm in his arm.
"It's not something you should care about", Roman said, swooping Diana off the floor, carrying her in his arms.
"Suit yourself, Brooke", Sebastian met Roman's angry stare as he clench his jaw.
"Uhh.. Seb..", Gunner stood in the middle as mediated between the two wolves. "You know Diana is our pack's Luna. Roman is just claiming his right to get her", he calmly said.
"I get that, Gunner. But, she's also our pack's Luna. We intend to do the same.", Sebastian replied as he keep Diana close to him.
"Have you forgotten, Sebastian?", Roman scowled at Sebastian. "Your Alpha have chosen his new Luna. What's her name, Guns? Ah yea, Lily?", he squinted his eyes at Sebastian who just got choked on his words. "Scott made his choice. He gave Diana up, chose a new Luna, and moved on with his life. No need for you to protect Diana, because that's our pack's job.", Roman said as he put his hands to side with his fists closed tightly.
Roman was about to radiate his aura when Diana suddenly held his cheek. "Ro-man, e-enough.", Diana said softly. "D-don't f-fight".
Roman's face softened at Diana's command. "I already lost you once. I won't let it happen again".
Meanwhile
Followed by Lily and Lucas, Scott glared at Roman before he entered the Devlins mansion. "Wait, aren't we going home?", Lily asked while she held Scott's arm
"I am home.", Scott replied. "This is my home", he added as he swat Lily away.
Scott stopped by the stairs as he turn his back to Lily who was still following him. Lucas had to leave to prepare the funeral for Priscilla. Staring at the woman who everyone thought is his new Luna, Scott didn't uttered a word and just waited for her to say something.
"She's back", Lily broke the silence as she stood upright in front of Scott. "Does this mean.. we'll stop pretending what we are?", she was offered to pretend as Scott's Luna as part of Scott's plan. "What if.. what if I don't want to let you go?", she asked. "The wedding will still happen tomorrow, right? You will still reject her?".
DIANA'S POV
I took a quick warm shower and wore Reina's clothes lent by Sebastian. Her clothes were a bit tight, but it still works for me. For quite a while, I've been all around places borrowing clothes, eating food other people prepared for me, and taking on a journey risking my life with a lot of troubles.. all for the man I love who easily replaced me for another woman.
Seeing Damon at my place, I instantly felt at ease. He saved my life once, so who wouldn't smile at a person who placed your life first before his? Thinking that the danger from my dream have dissolved and wouldn't have to come to reality, I welcomed him openly without wondering how did he get in. All along, I was expecting a fanged creature who'd jump on me as soon as I open the door.
I was wrong.
Unexpectedly, the ones who'd hurt you would be the ones you least expect. With my eyes bound and hands tied, Damon forcefully took me in a place where we had to ride a boat. I could smell fresh water and feel the cool breeze as we sail. As we landed, he had me carried to a place that smelled somewhat woodsy and citrusy.
After walking not too far from the waters, I felt the descent and heard footsteps echoing as we head downstairs to a confined space. The smell of new paint was so strong. The echos of Damon's footsteps resounded in that seemingly corridor. In a while, I was placed on a cold floor making me shiver. Damon removed the cloth covering my eyes, and without any word, he shut the door of that small glass prison.
One bag of blood a day.
That's the amount of blood he had to take from my veins. He was so careful, and precise. I never knew he had it in him. I kept asking him, but he neither talked or even looked at me. In that room, all white and quiet, I stayed isolated in a glass prison where I was kept to rot. And for days and nights, I prayed for someone to end my misery. But no one came.
Each time I needed help, someone would come to change my clothes, wash me, make me pee, and even feed me. In the most recent mornings, they clean up after my vomit and even give what I crave. A little heaven in a place I call hell.
It just went on and on until I prayed for the day it would stop. I was a prisoner of a person whom I once thought was a friend. Helpless and weak. And everytime Damon comes, he'll just collect my blood swiftly and silently. I asked him a million times why he's doing what he's doing, I never got an answer. I tried to explain the moonflower concoction he could use to save his brother, however he just tore the paper my dad gave me into bits and pieces. He never said a word. He was just physically there, taking what he wants. Then one day, for the first time ever since Damon kept me captive, he spoke only two words..
For Scott.
The day that Priscilla peeked in my room, I thought she's the answer to my prayers. She was frantic, and almost apologetic. She was in so much rush that she couldn't even open the glass door properly. As soon as she typed in the code, Damon appeared.
What a very dangerous man... or should I know say, Nagual.
For all the indifference Damon showed by the time he showed up in my home, to him taking me out of my own volition, then to building a laboratory for his missions, and finally, taking blood out of my veins expertly, he was actually the Nagual who took me in as one of her own. It was sickening to the stomach.
In one of Damon's many visits, he showed photos of Scott with a new woman. They seemed close and intimate in some shots. I didn't believed it at first. I never assumed anything from the pictures which was speaking a thousand of misleading interpretations, thinking Damon was just crushing my spirits. But when I saw Scott today with the woman clinging onto his arm... I realized everything was true. My heart aches for my overflowing love for him, but in my head, I wonder what's the point of fighting my love for the man who have chosen a new woman.
"I'm sorry about your mother", I told Sebastian who was waiting for me on the bed in his room.
He stood and faced me as he carried a weary heart. "Did you see her.. die?", he asked. I know it's the first thing he'll ask.
I stared back at him, then I embraced him as tight as I could. Hearing his soft sobs made my heart hurt even more. "Yes", I answered.
"Was it quick? Did she feel pain?", his voice cracked as he cried his eyes for the only woman he'll ever love. "Was it Damon?", he asked as he look at me with so many questions.
Sebastian seemed to have found the answered in my eyes. He immediately wiped his tears when we heard a knock on the door. "The door is open", he said as he collected himself.
"Someone started a fire in the lab. The Alpha thought you should know", a man breathlessly said as he hurriedly went out.
"Will you be alright here?", Sebastian asked as he tap my shoulder, side glancing at Roman sleeping on a chair.
"Yes, go on Seb. I'll be just right here", I said with a smile.
Sebastian walked out of the room and before he closed the door, he looked back at me and said, "I never blamed you for the lycan's appearance, nor want you dead like the others. I want you to know, that I'll always be your friend.. so don't keep me in the dark why a Nagual got your back each time".
"Thank you, Seb. We'll talk about it when you get back", I said as he shut the door gently.
Suddenly, I felt dizzy as my surroundings started to blur. It's like my eyes were drinking liquor when the room started to swirl. Trying my best to stand on my weak knees, I hobbled to the wall as I breathe deeply. I slumped on the floor, feeling my hands getting cold. "How far along are you?", a tiny voice spoke from the dark.
I squinted my eyes struggling to see where the voice came from. "Ofir?", I called as I breathe deeply. "How's my favorite lythari? Come here", I forced a smile as I see his pouted lips.
"You left me, I thought we'll go together… and you lost my marbles", he said as he walk towards me. "I placed a lot of my energy in there. I'll need three full moons before I regain those powers.", he said.
"I'm sorry, Ofir", that's what all I can say while I breathe through my mouth. I felt his tiny hands touched my belly as his black eyes sparkled with his thin lips curved up.
"I like the Alpha, but I hope these tiny versions of him are cuter and kinder", he said.
"I'm not pregnant, silly", I chuckled weakly as he mumbled a word that held me up.
"Ye,s you are. With two boys", Ofir lifted two fingers at me while he magically helped me walk to the bed.
This is not happening.
"I'll make you a sandwich, the boys seem hungry", humming happily, Ofir disapppeared into thin air.
I laid down and closed my eyes. I took one deep breath as I figure out what to do. Have I missed my period? Worried about the constant blood collections, sleepless nights and all the running, is my body in good shape to carry life? I placed my hand on my belly. Am I ready for this? If I'm pregnant, Scott has the right to know… but I don't want to force him to be with me just because of this pregnancy.
Maybe, Ofir made a mistake. I can't be pregnant. Not at this time. My thoughts were disturbed when someone knocked on my door. 'That was fast, Seb', I thought. When I looked at the door, it was already open. And the woman I never wanted to see again just let herself in.
"Do you know me?", she asked.
"You look better in the pictures", I replied as I stood up.
She scoffed a little as she walk a few steps from me. "I'll go straight to the point. I'm Scott's fiancé.", she proudly said as she stare at me from head to foot. "Scott and I are getting married", she added.
"Did he proposed?", I asked while I look for a ring on her finger.
"On one bended knee", she answered as she glanced to the side.
"Woman, Scott imprinted on me. You know for a fact that he'll always see my face even when he kisses you.. My scent will drive him crazy each time I'm nearby. Will you be okay with that?", I asked not noticing I'm clasping on my dress too tight.
"I'm fine with anything as long as he's with me.. not with some undeserving Luna who cannot shapeshift", she said with a glare. Now that's some reasonable explanation why I am not meant for him. "Well, that's all I have to say.. better walk away from my man or I'll scratch that pretty face of yours. And before you leave this place, makr sure you do the imprint rejection", she said as she left the room. This poor woman is either too desperate or just threatened me with the special relationship she have with Scott.
The next thing I did, I sat on chair and looked for a pen and paper. Then, I wrote the moonflowers concoction together with a note for Sebastian.. a few moments later, I left.