What does he see when he looks at me? Does he wish it was Theia in my place? We make no movement, just look into each other's eyes. He watches me with his serious gaze while I wonder what my eyes show him. Our intense bond is broken by Theia's entrance as shw carriers a towel while strolling him in fast steps. Handing it to him with a gentle smile, he takes it and once more turns his attention to me while she speaks to him of something I cannot hear. My eyes begin to sting with the picture in front of me, while he watches me. No, he watches me. No, while he observes me. I do not wish to give the satisfaction and walk back into my room closing the curtains.
Not wanting to spend another minute wallowing in my self pity. I walk to where my females often sit, I need to distract my mind. Books don't seem to be helping me anymore. Elrim breaks into a sprint as soon as I am within her view, touching our foreheads together we say our feelings without the need for words. Our very own connection. Sitting with my females, my time seems to pass by without any problems clearinf my mind of painful thoughts for a while.
Our chatter is interrupted by Ragon who walks towards us with a gentle look in his face as hw regards me. "Forgive me Luna, but you all are requested to come to the main gates. We are welcoming someone today." He bows as he speaks.
"And who is this someone? Another female of Deimos?" I am pretty sure the bitterness could be felt in my voice by every wolf. The chatter dies further to my question until we are completely enveloped by silence. Ragon's eyes sadden as he regards me once more.
"No, Luna " He whispers to me in a gentle tone like soothing a pup.
"Very well, let's go then." Walking in front of him while my females follow me, I feel like we are all heading to some sort of war. Of course, Deimos is already there with his worthy female stuck to his side. I watch as Theia jumps up and down holding Deimos shirt showing hee excitement. Walking towards them with confidence, I stand far right from Deimos with my females behind me. The whole pack quietens to mt action. Looking towards his way I wonder if this is how it's supposed to be. Deimos with the female he finds worthy by his side and me on the opposite alone but strong with my females. Can he see the invisible line between us?
He opens his mouth to say something, perhaps demand that I stand next to him. But its just for show, he needs to portray to his pack that we are happy and strong together. As if the weakness we possess with his daily indulgence with that female. I wish to laugh out loud to his face. However, before he could order me a sleek silver car pulls in with a roar. As the doors lift up giving way to the seats, a male leaps out with one stride. A scarf covers his face while he wears fue accross his shoulders and I can only see his eyes. Theia leaves Deinos side and rubs into the male's arms. What is it with this female and jumping into male's arms?
He hugs her swinging her around with a hearty laugh and walks into the pack gates where Deimos shows his welcome. The trio all laugh together while all I can be is curious about this male, for I can only see the broadness of his back and furthermore saw the green of his eyes, just like what Deimos possesses. The male begins to remove his scarf slowly revealing the blonde of his hair. Deimos calls out to me and as I begin to walk up to them the male turns backwards looking straight at me showing me all his features. From his thick eyebrows drawn down in a curious gaze to his tattoos that went in the middle of his forehead and below his eyes.
He is beautiful, is all I can think. No one can be compared to that of Deimos glances at me and back to him before introducing me. "This is my mate." Deimos says to the male. He says nothing but just keeps on looking at me without making a single noise. His intense stare makes a blush creeps up my cheeks. Deimos clears his throat removing the male from his haze.
"Then you must be called Luba, I am Cronus." He tells me in a gentle tone with a small bow still keeping his eyes on me. His voice pulls me into a trance, such a unique voice he possesses deep but also high pitched, I like it.
Smiling I reply back to him. "Welcome Cronus. It's a pleasure to meet you." I tell him my greetings
Returning my smile with his own he whispers, "Likewise, Luna."
Deimos interrupts our introduction dragging Cronus to acknowledge the other pack members. While the wolves walk forward with their backs to me as I stand at the gates alone, Cronus slowly turns back meeting my gaze with his lips tilting into a smile. I cannot help but feel that this is some sort of a new beginning.
My sleep is taken over bg thoughts of Cronus. Who is that male and what kind of relationship does he have with Deimos and Theia? And why do I keep feeling an urge to ask him plenty of questions?
Waking up the next day morning heading to the pack house for breakfast I sit next to Deimos without acknowledging him rather glancing aroubd searching for Cronus. Looking to the end of the dining table I meet eyes with Cronus. He was already looking at me. I do not understand why but I feel an urger to be closer to him, my wolf is trying to tell me something but I cannot understand.
Deimos shifts at my side trying to touch me but I move awag from him, I feel uncomfortable to his touch. Both Cronus and Deimos notice this. Deimos looks to where my eyes are and a small growl rumbles through chest. "What do you think you are doing mate?" He demands an answer. Someone's wolf jealousy is shy of coming out.