Queen of Luna's

Chapter 5: Starbucks Man

JONATHAN GROFF IS THE MYSTERY MAN!!!

•SHEA'S POV•

As I ran out of the crowded house I felt relief? It was as through I was breaking barriers. 'I can't trust anyone!' I tell myself. 'I don't even know where I'm going!!' I shout even louder in my mind. Realizing I'm coming to the edge of the forest when I hear the city nosies.

I press harder through the spring night. Feeling the chilly breeze brush against my exposed skin and running through my straight blond hair. I suddenly burst out, feeling like I have done so in slow motion, of the forest onto the busy street. The lights of the big city have me engulfed in its beauty.

"So beautiful." I hear myself say. A honk sounded and I look to my left my eyes enlarge with my mouth.

'Run' Kayona whispers to me, there wasn't any panic in her voice but she was the one who pushed me. I almost trip but catch my step. "I must stay focused." I keep running and yet again it feels like I broke another barrier. I smell all kinds of foods cooking, cars rushing by and people waking.

This is a place I've never seen yet I was raised in the middle of it. I began to run with my head completely thrown back looking at the buildings that reach up to the sky with so many beautiful lights surrounding them. Running right in a rock hard wall. I stumble back a few steps still a little dazed.

"Are you okay?" I heard a manly voice ask in concern.

"Uh, yes I'm fine" I tell him without looking at him.

He crosses his arms over his chest. "And what are you running from werewolf?"

I look up to see a 5'5 foot tall sandy blond and blue eyed mans eye brows up and his muscular arms over his hard chest. "So it was your hard chest that almost knocked me out. And how did you know I'm a werewolf?" I glare at him.

He gives a loud laugh. "Sorry about that." He says while he gives me a wink. "So are you going to tell me what or whom your running away from?"

I hesitated. "Only if you tell me how you know I'm a werewolf." I look at him for a reaction.

"You go first." He says with a half grin and eyebrows raised. I take a deep breath, "I'm running away from my kidnappers." I say and cross my arms.

"Who kidnapped you?" He questions. We stare at each other. Him apparently waiting for an answer, and me waiting for him to give me my answer.

He draws in a sharp breath, "You smell like a werewolf. It's obviously because you are one. She-wolves smell like wild flowers and male wolves smell like the forest. And by the way you're acting, you've never been out in the city till now. You think that's enough proof or shall I go on?" He asks with one eyebrow up.

"No, you can stop now." We stand in silence as the cars continue to rush and shoes tap on the sidewalk from the people passing by.

I break the stare with a glance down at my dirty house shoes and sigh. "My current 'parents' took me from my real parents when I was five." Putting my index and middle fingers up as quotation marks when I said parents.

"Ah I see." He pauses, "You want a Starbucks?" Saying as he points behind himself at the sweet little shop. "Because I've been waiting all day for this and it can't wait."

"Oh really." I say sarcastically as I put both hands on my hips. Ignoring how hideous I'm dressed.

He smirks, "Honey, you don't know how hard I begged for one of these." He says, still pointing his thumb at the cornered Starbucks shop. Just as he finishes his sentence, what looks like his twin steps in right next to him.