His Dream
Gilas couldn't help but sneak in a few glances at Clara as they both prepared for the convoy they would take on their way back to the Capital City. With both the King and Queen along with their entourage away for their celebratory parade throughout the Moonlight Pack, the two of them were left alone as they both weren't truly needed in the procession. Sure, they could've come with them, but they still had to get back to Cordon Castle to take care of their own business.
So there they were, packing up their things as they made sure to be prepared for the journey ahead. To Gilas, however, there was just something scratching on the back of his head as he glanced at his mate doing her own thing. Somehow, everytime he looked at her, his body acted in ways that was far too intense for him to ignore. He could feel the Pull, sure, but this was something far more than that.