CELESTRIA POV
I couldn't believe what Damien was suggesting. Living with a pack? The idea seemed absurd to me, especially considering we were dating each other for a month. I was a girl who cherished her independence and didn't like the idea of being tied down to anyone, let alone a whole pack of wolves.
Damien looked at me earnestly, his eyes filled with concern. "I know it's a big decision, Celestria," he replied. "But I've been thinking about our safety. There are rogue wolves out there, and I don't want to put you in danger. Living with the pack would provide us with protection and support."
 
I let out an exasperated sigh, feeling overwhelmed. "But Damien, I barely know anyone in your pack," I protested. "How can I trust them? And what about my family? How am I supposed to explain this to them?"
Damien took my hands in his, his touch comforting. "I know it's a lot to take in," he admitted. "But you can trust me. I wouldn't suggest this if I didn't believe it was the best choice for both of us. As for your family, we can find a way to explain it to them. We'll assure them that your safety and happiness are our top priorities."
I didn't want to come across as bratty, so I tried to express my concerns in a calm and reasonable way. It was important to let Damien know how I felt without being rude or disrespectful.
I looked at Damien, searching for reassurance. His words sounded sincere, and I could see the genuine care in his eyes. Maybe there was more to this proposal than I initially thought.
"I hear what you're saying, Damien," I replied, my tone firm. "But I need to be honest—I'm not comfortable with this idea. I value my independence and the freedom to make my own choices. The thought of living with a whole pack of wolves feels overwhelming to me."
 
When Damien brought up the topic, I crossed my arms and scowled at him. "Are you serious?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. "We've only known each other for a month. How can you expect me to move in with your pack?"
Damien nodded, a hint of frustration in his expression. "I get it, Celestria," he said, his voice tinged with impatience. "Your independence is crucial, but living with the pack doesn't mean surrendering your freedom. Take some time to think about it. You'll also be living here as my Luna, and it's not just about settling down—it's about us, together. Can't you consider what that means for me, too?"
His words hit me hard, and I got more and more frustrated. "What about my feelings?" I snapped, my voice getting louder. "This is my life, Damien. I can't suddenly leave everything behind and move in with a pack I hardly know. It's overwhelming, too quick."
Damien looked serious, his voice getting more intense. "You think I find this easy?" he replied sharply. "I'm doing this to keep you safe, Celestria. There are dangerous wolves around, and I don't want to risk your safety. Staying with the pack would give us protection and help."
I scoffed, my anger reaching its peak. "Safety? Help? I can handle things on my own," I replied, my voice defiant. "I don't rely on a pack for protection. Plus, I have my own family to consider. How do I even explain this to them?"
"We can figure out how to tell your family," he said firmly. "I understand it's tough, but we can't ignore the risks. I care about you, Celestria, and I want to make sure you're safe." Damien got more determined
I shook my head, my anger blending with sadness. "Thanks for your concern, Damien," I spat out, my voice dripping with frustration. "But I can't deal with this right now. I need space to figure out what the hell I want." With that, I stormed out of the room, leaving Damien behind.
As I stormed out of the room, my footsteps echoed loudly in the corridor, reflecting the storm of emotions within me. Each step I took felt like a release, a way to let go of the anger and frustration that had consumed me.
I ended up in an empty hallway, the bright fluorescent lights creating a strange atmosphere. Catching my breath, I leaned against a nearby wall, attempting to calm down. My mind was a mess of mixed feelings, and I realized I needed some time alone to figure things out.
As I stood there, my anger gradually faded, revealing the hidden sadness that had been lingering inside me. It was a heavy, suffocating sensation, making it difficult to catch my breath. Tears filled my eyes, and I couldn't stop myself from releasing a shaky sigh.
"Why does everything have to be so complicated?" I whispered to myself, my voice almost drowned by the echoing silence. The situations with Damien had hit me like a big wave, leaving me feeling confused and uncertain.
I felt guilty and regretful, remorseful for snapping at Damien and sorry for needing space to sort things out. He was just trying to help, but I was too overwhelmed to see it then.
As I walked down the hallway, the sound of my footsteps no longer echoed with anger. Heading outside, I wandered around with the surrounding pack. I found a secluded spot, a hidden bench nestled among trees. The peacefulness of nature surrounded me, offering a sharp contrast to the emotional storm inside.
Taking a seat, I breathed deeply, shutting my eyes to the rustling leaves and distant bird chirps, letting the calming sounds ease my troubled mind. With each breath, I focused on releasing the tension, letting go of the anger and sadness that had overwhelmed me moments ago.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn't realize that the afternoon had slipped away, and I watched as the sun began its descent, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink. As I made my way back to the pack, I caught sight of Damien and Sarah engaged in a sweet conversation, their words filled with warmth and understanding.
Heading back to the pack, I spotted Damien and Sarah talking warmly. My heart sank a little at the sight, realizing that while I was finding peace, Damien was engrossed in conversation with someone else.
Walking up to Damien and Sarah, my heart squeezed with jealousy, a knot forming in my stomach. I observed them, their laughter resonating gently in the evening air, sensing a wave of insecurity sweeping over me.
Trying to hide my feelings, I walked past them with a determined look. Damien glanced at me briefly, but there was a pause. "Celestria, wait," he called after me, his voice tinged with concern.
Ignoring his request, I kept walking, my jealousy pushing us further apart. Damien quickly caught up, a hint of concern on his face. "It's not what you think," He started, desperately trying to fix things.
But doubts had already wrapped around my thoughts. "Really?" I replied, my tone was sharp with doubt. "Seemed like a nice talk from where I was."
Damien sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Celestria, it's not what you think. Sarah and I were just talking about pack stuff. It's nothing personal."
The bitterness in my heart stayed, making it hard to trust his words. "Funny how 'pack stuff' seems more important than our talk," I said, looking at the faraway horizon.
"Can't you see, Celestria?" he pleaded, his voice gentler. "Our relationship is important to me. I got carried away with pack responsibilities, but it doesn't diminish your significance."
"Actions matter more than words, Damien," I said, my tone skeptical. "At this moment, it seems like I'm not a priority compared to 'pack matters."
"Celestria, I understand why you feel that way, and I'm truly sorry," Damien began, his eyes locked with mine. "You are not the third priority in my life, and I want to make that clear."
As his words sank in, I felt a mix of relief and doubt. Could I trust that his actions would match his words? Could I believe that I held a significant place in his heart?
"Okay, I understand, but don't you dare get close to that girl or any other girl! If I find out, I'll get back at you too!"
Okay, I understand," I responded, my voice tinged with a hint of warning. "But don't you dare get close to that girl or any other girl! If I find out, I'll get back at you too!"
Damien nodded, his eyes steady. "I'm here for you, Celestria. I get what you're saying, and I'll do whatever it takes to show you I'm committed to us. You come first, and I'll make sure my actions reflect that."
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