Stephen smiled sadly as her eyes closed. She was asleep now and he almost missed talking with her, but he wasn't exactly left without conversation as Ayame, his Luna, entered the room, took one look at the Fae girl and let out a quiet but feral growl. "Ayame, don't. She saved half of our pack, treat her with a little bit of respect." She nodded her head but said nothing else on the subject. She made her way over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "What's your obsession with this Fae Princess, Steph? You're kind of worrying me a little bit," she said, worry evident in both her features and tone of voice. He shook his head some and his hands found their place on her hip. "She's a friend, Ayame, that's all."
Even he knew that was not the whole truth... He did feel some strange connection to Selena-Lucia, which must have caused the friendship between them. He couldn't help but feel like he didn't want friendship, that he wanted something more from her but he didn't know exactly what that was. He had a Luna... He was with Ayame now, for life.
It was then that a glow caught his eye and he broke from Ayame's hold to rush over to the bed. Selena-Lucia's eyes shot open and she called out his name as she reached for him. His hand found hers and he crouched beside the bed with soft eyes and a firm grip. "The Moon Goddess... She- she came to me... I know what we must do," she said and Ayame scoffed some but the glare Stephen shot her was enough to shut her up. "Not now, Selena. You're too weak at the moment, but please do tell me what it is she wants you to do."