My Only Luna

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e crowd, and a part of me wonders as I follow him, if he is aware of how his touch can alter everything about me. It makes me dizzy, his presence, his s

l. His black, unruly hair falls over his face, as it always has, and his

ved him, but only when I was 17 I was able to confess it to him, but at that time, Owen didn

ternoon he came back, and something had changed in him. He told me that what was between us couldn't go on, that I had to forget about it, find my own

ading our way, and I think she wanted to say a few things to him when he asked me to chat alone, but she held back. She knows

and. The lullaby of the sea greets me, and the walk fills me with memories of the past. We grew

h of our lips, and also, the

f my shoes and leave them resting on the wood, and then, my feet bury themselves

he sea behind. You're more mermaid than w

I always said I had left to find my own way in my

His hand reaches out to me, seeking to brush m

both needed to broaden our horizons. To free o

e wrong. I never wanted

water on my feet. It's warm and makes me long fo

ng that I want him. I want to cut the distance and stand on tiptoe, sink my fingers into his silky hair and feel his hands

showing you wanted me around," I tell hi

and not understanding why he is doing this, but his gaze captivates me, and even though I try, I feel unable to move. "I never meant to hurt you," he says. "And I hate that it had to be that way. All I wanted was

ink that you never fought for us, for the possibili

of hurting y

our expectations," I call out to him, and try to move away from him. When I take a step back

Alpha and his Luna, and what was I going to do if that happened? If I was with you, if I promised

now. I remind you, Owen, we're not toget

or him, or to yearn for another chance, but because I was looking to prove to mysel

d is placed on my waist, and the other, he lifts my chin, as his fingers hold me firmly, but gently. My hands clen

re lying," he

, and he holds me a little tighter around the waist,

know you fe

ng?" I rebut, with my he

n't forget it," he reminds

hat abou

e same way about me. And that

upid situation with you

. "Because I finally got he

go of me, and I pull away from him, noticing a stranger, who looks slightly famil

n, and I feel the

e," I affirm, pulling away from Owen, before he can

lls my name, bu

ut giving me time to think, I start running, rushing ac

ke. I should have known from the be