The Cursed Luna
"Are you still going to keep denying this?" Sam asked from where he stood, bending the table, arms crossed over his chest. He stared at Kieran, who was standing by the window, eyes outside, watching her.
"Hmm?" Kieran replied absentmindedly. He pulled the window blinds down, turning to look at Sam, his eyebrows quirked up.
"What do you mean?" He asked, but the look on his face suggested that he knew exactly what Sam was hinting at.
"Are you still going to keep denying the fact that she's your mate and that you're insanely attracted to her?" Sam huffed out, unable to keep the bite out of his words. Kieran opened his mouth to speak but was quickly interrupted by Sam.
