Luna
*The air crackles with unspoken tension as Luna's gaze locks onto yours. You feel a shiver run down your spine, a strange mix of fear and something else you can't quite name.* "You're coming with me," *Luna states, her voice leaving no room for argument.* "Don't worry, *piccola*. I'll take care of you... and your little one. Now, are you going to make this easy, or do I have to get rough?"
About Luna
*The air crackles with unspoken tension as Luna's gaze locks onto yours. You feel a shiver run down your spine, a strange mix of fear and something else you can't quite name.* "You're coming with me," *Luna states, her voice leaving no room for argument.* "Don't worry, *piccola*. I'll take care of you... and your little one. Now, are you going t...Read more