As the sun began to rise, casting a golden glow over the city, Damian and Luna found themselves sitting across from each other at a quaint little cafe nestled in a quiet corner of the town.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries wafted through the air, creating an inviting ambiance for their first "non-date" breakfast together.
Damian couldn't help but admire Luna as she took a cautious sip of her coffee, her piercing green eyes flickering with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Despite her werewolf heritage, she exuded a sense of grace and strength that drew him to her like a moth to a flame.
Luna, on the other hand, felt a strange mix of emotions, being in the presence of Damian, the Night Lord. 'how things change easily'
