© Claimed By Him ~ Elektra Orfanos

"Feeling better?" He asked as I gulped down the water still sort of shaking. I slammed the cup down and kept practicing my breathing. Making sure I am still capable of that act.

"Yes thank you. Oh and thanks for before who knew you were so good with crowds?" We listened to brawls erupting just outside the inn and Sam snickered while I scowled. Even over the chatter of every other customer in here the uproar outside is still loud and annoying. My headache apparently can get a lot worse I mean this is just ridiculous. "People are stupid." I can't believe they're still fighting. I took another sip as Sam chuckled. He leaned back on his chair with one hand around an empty cup on the table. His body looks so awkwardly big for that chair I feel like at any moment he might fall back or the chair just might break under his weight. He is a very masculine man if that makes any sense, every muscle is visible through his white shirt then again it's a thin fabric and he probably intended to reveal his 'manliness' to show off that he's scary.

"Who was the stupid man telling you off? Did he hurt you?" It was a second before I realised he was talking about my father Hugo. I grinned at the table processing the pleasant idea that Samson just called my father stupid.

I did a mental wicked cackle.

"If he did." I placed the glass back down putting my hand back into the tin bucket filled with cold water on the seat beside me. Sam eagerly tilted his gigantic body forward on the table awaiting my words with a wondrous smile. "What would you have done?"

He leaned on his arms his face inches from mine and the smile turned into something smug and Evan-like but at the same time it made my insides feel... Funny. "I would have kicked his sorry saggy..."

"He's my father." I interrupted smiling.

His eyes widened and he fell back in his seat ashamed. "Oh, I apologize."

I kept smiling. "Don't." I chuckled picturing him meeting my dad. Oh that's a weird thought... Let's pray that never happens. I know they wouldn't like each other and both would act as pretentious as the royals in court. "How did you do it?"

His brow perked. "Do what?"

I gazed around for any eavesdroppers then stared back at him just realising he'd leaned forward again almost closing the space. I couldn't help but think of how I would be in so much trouble if my family had caught me now. Oh little Luna you're at it again? What a heart breaker, what a harlot. "They were demons right?" He nodded. "How did you get rid of them?"

"Don't worry about it. Anyway I thought you were following that man from the stage what were you doing with demons?"

I blushed I'm not sure why though. I thought I was being careful not to seem suspicious then again of course he would notice, he's a wolf and they seem to know a lot without being told. "It wasn't by choice I didn't invite them to kill me and burn my hands in the process." I stared at my second layer of skin. It's not that bad as it was before just a few marks here and there that will probably scar but how miraculous is my luck. It hurt like hell. Sam insisted that the only way you would notice them is if you were looking for them. I believe him. "And the preacher? Yes I was following him but then Cordelia and Maurice decided to lead me to a smoking death."

"He's no preacher." He declared.

"What makes you say that?"

"Preacher's are just common people who have nothing better to do with their time. He was not dressed like a normal person. You knew something was off about him don't lie to me Luna."

Why would he think I would lie? I thought we went past that. "I wanted to know where he got that information. It's been weeks since that night and now he mentions it? Now?"

"It was obviously those men targeting you that warned him. They want to cause trouble."

"Or could he have been one of them?"

"His scent is different he wasn't one of them." I trusted him with that. I have no reason to not believe him.

"Well now we'll never know." I sighed. "It's your fault you know."

"Me?" He exclaimed. I grabbed his arm to hush him and I'm about to burst into wild laughter.

"You didn't have to shift into a wolf to protect me." I mouthed but felt uncomfortable with him staring so intensely at my face.

"You should be thanking me." He replied pulling back that frustrating slap worthy smirk.

I scoffed and let his arm go. "You should be thanking me. I saved your life to." He looked at me suddenly amused. As if what I'd said was similar talk of a five year old. "Don't look at me like that." I snapped.

His brow shifted downwards confused. "Like what?"

"Like I'm naive. I'm not a child and you're not that much older than me so get over yourself." He seemed taken back.

Good.

I want to be seen as equal for once not a nuisance.

"Let's discuss this at better times and quieter places." He whispered. I nodded and relaxed in my seat. "Can I ask?"

I made an uncontrollable groan. "If I said no would it have stopped you?"

"Why aren't you with your family now?"

My intake of air was violent. "As if I care to go to a restaurant that charges for the single leaf and the air around it."

"Didn't know restaurants served leaves."

"Oh shut up Sam." I snapped unable to contain a beaming smile but it faltered. "You know you never answered my question."

"Which question? You're full of them."

I rolled my eyes. "Were you the man chasing us that night?"

"Which night? What?" I rolled my eyes at his pathetic attempt to play innocent. I swear I can read all men like a poorly written book.

"Fine then be that way." I stood up puling on my gloves I rightfully took back. Little pest, demon bitch. I walked around the table and pecked his cheek. "May fate or chance bring us together again." I was about to walk but I quickly whispered to him. "Or demons. You know whatever." Then I rushed outside pulling my pins and hair ties out to let my hair fly free in ringlets.

Why did I kiss him?

Because he saved me again.

How do I keep getting myself into these situations?

More importantly I was almost eaten alive by demons. Real demons they're not just stories. The things parents used to scare us with. The creatures the priests claimed were eating our souls just so we would go to church. I hate to give them the satisfaction that they are right about even one thing.

A person can not be that unlucky all in one day.

I ran one hand through my hair and then I felt another hand gently grasp onto on my wrist giving me the recognisable tingles. "May I take this opportunity to take you out for a proper introduction?" His lips are so close to my ear.

His breath tickles.

"Why?" I asked unable to stop the grin. "I think it is far too late for formal greetings. We have been shot at, chased, we have even thrown our bodies onto each other for protection. We were never even acquaintances." And now we're...

What are we?

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*|Sam|*

"I understand what you're saying. However our last first introduction wasn't too pleasant." She faced me pulling her hand out from my grasp. I feel a little bad for not being the proper gentleman that she is probably used to. I probably should not have grabbed her like that, she must think of me as some possessive brute.

"Tempting I'll admit but I can't." She whispered smirking, My smile dropped.

She's rejecting my offer? "Why?" I sound angrier than I am.

"My parents think I'm home, I'm not going to waste these precious few hours on you. No offence."

She is smiling so I forced a smile even though I am very disappointed. "Oh Luna. You're just not like other girls."

"Thank you." She bat her lashes and started to strut off.

"Don't make me beg Luna." I said so loud that it perked the ears of the strangers across the street.

She scowled walking right up to me."My goodness are all you wolves this needy?" I narrowed my eyes at her for the comment. She ignored it. Stop comparing me to him. I can't bloody stand it. "I want to do something dangerous and you're not going to like it."

I smirked down at her leaning close to breathe in her honey and lavender scent. "Try me."

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