The Moon and The Stars (BL)
In the land of Octant, a distant place far away from human civilization, there exists a kingdom of werewolves. And in this magical kingdom, resides Orion, a Priest in training, practising for a very important occasion that is coming up, the coronation of their king. There, he meets a wolf who seems a little too familiar as pieces of his past gets brought back up as the days go by. Who is this mysterious wolf? Why does he feel such a strong attraction to him? And, what really is the story behind the incident that tore half his face off?
No, Good
"Hey," Nova said sheepishly walking into the room where Orion is sleeping as I sat beside him, letting out a deep sigh. I am sighing, not him. I am not good at explaining this well, am I?
"Apologies," I said the moment I saw him. "He fell asleep already."
Slowly making his way to us, he paused right at the curtains with several charms hanging all around the bed before looking in, a small smile coming on his face.
"He looks quite peaceful." He said leaning on the bedframe. "He's … he's really alive … right?"
"Of course he is," I said, frowning at him before pressing my temples. They hurt just a little bit, I think. "I said that I have no intention of letting him die, didn't I?"
"Yeah. I know." He said, the smile on his face still there, even as his eyes turned from Orion to me. "You know … I had you pegged wrong."
"That's a strange way to put it," I murmured, turning to Orion as I held his hands tightly in mine.