Horcrux wrote:
Luna rolled her eyes playfully as he practically inhaled what was left of her food, "probably starve," she joked as she got herself comfortable on the soft rug. Her body was aching a little from the way Connor had shoved her but she wasn't going to tell Dymitrius that. Watching as he came into the living room she couldn't quite wrap her brain around how this was going to be her life now with a guy that just looked effortlessly perfect, it would no doubt be exhausting watching girls throw themselves at him. Tugging her jumper off she rolled it up and put it under her head so that she was lying there in her bralette and plaid trousers instead. "That you did but my brother is very different to me. He will probably find you intimidating while I just think you look like a cuddly teddy bear with muscles," she loved teasing him.
Connor let out a loud and quite frankly terrifying growl, "does it fucking matter?! you aren't my mum." he snarled before slamming the door shut and stalking off. He was still wearing his blood stained clothing from earlier and if someone stumbled across him they would probably think he had just gone on a killing spree rather than having been on deaths door. Midway through walking he felt his wolf twitching inside of him, eager to get out and play with all this dark power inside him and who would he be to refuse that? So he shifted into his werewolf form and began to run, pounding through the streets and into the depths of the forest. He ran right past the mess from the battle earlier where some members of his tribe were trying to clear out. Some yelled his name, confused as to how he was even alive but he didn't stop. Not until he saw the gorgeous white furred werewolf form of Sierra.
Luna rolled her eyes playfully as he practically inhaled what was left of her food, "probably starve," she joked as she got herself comfortable on the soft rug. Her body was aching a little from the way Connor had shoved her but she wasn't going to tell Dymitrius that. Watching as he came into the living room she couldn't quite wrap her brain around how this was going to be her life now with a guy that just looked effortlessly perfect, it would no doubt be exhausting watching girls throw themselves at him. Tugging her jumper off she rolled it up and put it under her head so that she was lying there in her bralette and plaid trousers instead. "That you did but my brother is very different to me. He will probably find you intimidating while I just think you look like a cuddly teddy bear with muscles," she loved teasing him.
Connor let out a loud and quite frankly terrifying growl, "does it fucking matter?! you aren't my mum." he snarled before slamming the door shut and stalking off. He was still wearing his blood stained clothing from earlier and if someone stumbled across him they would probably think he had just gone on a killing spree rather than having been on deaths door. Midway through walking he felt his wolf twitching inside of him, eager to get out and play with all this dark power inside him and who would he be to refuse that? So he shifted into his werewolf form and began to run, pounding through the streets and into the depths of the forest. He ran right past the mess from the battle earlier where some members of his tribe were trying to clear out. Some yelled his name, confused as to how he was even alive but he didn't stop. Not until he saw the gorgeous white furred werewolf form of Sierra.



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