" I want you back as my mate and Luna," this again? I love Dylan, I don't know how or when I realized, it just happened, but I can't be with him the way he wants us to be.
" I can't, Dylan," it's too early, we both need time to grow then maybe we can try and work it out.
" I refuse," he simply says, I furrow my eyebrows and cross my arms against my chest, before I can say a word, the nice chef comes.
" Alpha, did you enjoy the food," Dylan smiles and appreciates, the food was very delicious but neither of us ate a lot because we were so engrossed in our conversation.
" Yes, thank you," Dylan is polite and the man turns to me,
" And you Luna?" I sigh, and look up to him, Dylan clears his throat gently, trying to indicate something.
" The food was great but I'm not your Luna," I say an
