I Am The Luna

ZADE.

She’s been silent ever since I brought my pickup truck from the garage and began loading the luggage onto it.

I didn’t give her an option because when I went to her place this morning; they had been through her things, even if barely anything was moved. The telltale signs and a little examination made that clear.

I’ve been in Valerie’s room, been in her drawers, and right down to her sexy little thongs, everything was arranged in an order. And they had been touched, moved ever so slightly that I noticed it..

And my instincts told me to pack her stuff and get out of there fast. I made sure nothing contained poison on it. You can never be sure. I spent the first few hours. before sunrise getting her things packed up.

I was trained to be careful, to take note of all the tiny things, to make sure I don’t move things around, and to be aware of how things are set around my target. And I had heard them – moving silently through her apartment, opening the drawers and cupboards.

When we were making out earlier, it had indeed been the landlord at the door, since I had called him and was expecting him. I had dealt with him away from Valerie’s hearing, telling him he can keep the deposit for both our places and that we were moving out.

He hadn’t argued with the advances, he’d only benefit further from new tenants. Of course, he’d first need to fix the damaged door, which he’ll see once we leave…

I had taken the amount her deposit came to from my savings this morning to give to her. After all, I was making her move, and that is a choice I took from her, but I’ll tell her it came back from the landlord.

“You’re leaving then, huh? It was nice having you around here, kid. We never really see you, but today, when you’re leaving, we do.” The old man who always complained to others about my bike says, watching me. He complained, but he also sent a lot of customers my way. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Yeah? Don’t celebrate too loudly when I’m gone.” I reply, making him splutter, offended.

“Punk!” he mumbles, stalking off and attempting to disguise a chuckle.

I jump down from the edge of the truck, pulling the black cover over everything and tying the rope.

‘Valerie…‘ I call through the mind link, I haven’t used it much at all… After all, when you have no pack there’s no one to link anyway… but even with no pack the mind link still connects me to my mate and my family. If you want to call them family, it’s more like blood relations.

She doesn’t reply and I head inside instead, to find her pacing my empty apartment, her arms wrapped around herself. She’s dressed in a crochet top, which gives glimpses of her bare skin and her pink bra through the gaps, paired with cropped pants that hug her sexy ass nicely.

For a moment I stop in my tracks watching her, she’s lost in thought, but I can tell how stressed she is, she’s biting on her thumb which only draws my attention. to her lips, remembering exactly how fucking good she is at taking dick.

My cock throbs as blood rushes to it once more. I’ve been given head by many women… but nothing came close to the way she gives. Fuck, she’s incredible and I want her to take it all over again just so I can see her on her knees, with my dick. down her throat.

She exhales, still not having noticed me, hanging her head back as she stares at the ceiling. That’s when I notice the tears she’s fighting back.

I walk over to her, not knowing what to do… I may never have admitted it out. loud, but I care for her. But the fear that I am going to mess this up lingers constantly.

I wrap my arms around her and her breath hitches, her heart racing for a fraction of a second before she realises it’s me.

She really is hopeless…

“I told you if I catch you, I will fuck you,” I say quietly. I’m not good with words… but I hope she finds some peace in my embrace. It’s all I can offer right now.

She doesn’t respond, remaining silent, almost as if struggling with her words or what to say. I won’t blame her if she wants to say something, but she’s holding back, and I know why… as not to upset me when we just about got here without constantly fighting one another or pushing the other away.

“Look, I know this is hard, but I’m not going to take you too far. I just got a place that’s safer. Not a place where anyone can just enter our apartments with ease.

Life can be taken from us in seconds, Beautiful… we have to be careful. Nothing will change, you can still go to work every day-”

“You don’t get it!” she says, pulling away in frustration. “You can’t make these. decisions for me, Zade! I’m an adult! One who is capable of making decisions for myself. I can’t just up and leave whenever danger comes knocking. I haven’t lived the life that you have. I can’t handle this!”