Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Don't Poke the Luna

Chapter 98

Xena's POV

"You're going to be the death of me," Ryder laughed, shaking his head as we pulled up to the pack house.

"As long as you die happy," I shrugged, feeling that familiar flutter in my chest when he smiled at me like that. As we stopped the car, could see Dad and Benedict still standing outside, deep in conversation.

"Hey kids. Everything go smoothly?" Dad asked, his eyes quickly assessing the small amount of belongings I'd brought

"That's a question you should ask Logan," I replied with a smirk, grabbing my things while Ryder lifted the box containing the rest of my possessions.

Benedict's eyes narrowed slightly. "That's all of it?"

"Yeah, I travel light," I said matter-of-factly. Together we headed upstairs to our room-our room, not just his anymore-and I set everything down on the coffee table, suddenly feeling oddly vulnerable with my meager belongings on display.

"I need to take care of these things," Ryder said, his green eyes studying my face. "You going to be okay?"

"Yeah, Ama and I will be in her room for the rest of the day," I answered, staring at the small pile representing my entire life.

Alright. This is your room now too," Ryder said, his gaze sweeping across the space. "Think about what changes you want to make. I want you to feel comfortable here."

I picked up two framed photographs and my jewelry box, walked to what would now be my side of the bed, and placed them carefully on the nightstand. Setting the jewelry box in front of the photos, I smiled faintly. "All done!" I gave Ryder a slightly sad smile, noticing he was flipping through my sketches.

"Those are private," I said, feeling exposed.

“These are amazing," Ryder continued browsing, undeterred. He paused at a sketch of Samuel, his finger tracing the edge of the paper. "Can I borrow this one?"

"Why?" I asked, feeling a protective reluctance rise in my chest.

"Trust me, okay?" His eyes held mine, filled with something I couldn't quite read.

I wanted to say no, but looking at his expectant expression, I found it hard to refuse. Maybe sharing a piece of myself with him wasn't such a terrible thing. "Fine."

Ryder leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "I won't damage it. Let's go to Ama's room."

"Okay."

After knocking once, Ama yanked the door open. “Finally!” She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside with surprising strength for someone her size.

"The massage therapists are already here. Your spot is ready!" She was practically bouncing with excitement.

"Bye! I called out as Ama slammed the door in an amused Ryder's face.

Did I make him angry?" Ama asked, dragging me toward the massage table.

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Chapter 98

Xena's POV

the death of me, Ryder laughed, shaking his head as we pulled up to the pack

when he smiled at me like

asked, his eyes quickly assessing the small

should ask Logan," I replied with a smirk, grabbing

slightly. "That's all of

to our room-our room, not just his anymore-and I set everything down on the coffee

things," Ryder said, his green eyes studying my face. "You going to be

be in her room for the rest of the day," I answered, staring at the small pile representing my

is your room now too," Ryder said, his gaze sweeping across the space. "Think about what changes you want

two framed photographs and my jewelry box, walked to what would now be my side of the bed, and placed them carefully on the nightstand. Setting the jewelry box in front of the

I said, feeling

He paused at a sketch of Samuel, his finger

a protective reluctance rise

eyes held mine, filled with

say no, but looking at his expectant expression, I found it hard to refuse. Maybe sharing a piece of myself with him wasn't such a terrible

pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"Okay."

knocking once, Ama yanked the door open. "Finally!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me

massage therapists are already here. Your spot is ready!" She was practically bouncing with

called out as Ama slammed

Ama asked, dragging me toward the

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thinks you're funny. I reassured

strip and lie down. The massage therapist turned her bark while I removed my clothes and placed them on a chair. Once i was lying down, I covered myself with

feeling the therapist's skilled hands pressing into my shoulders. Each movement seemed

hints of

was primarily red and black. I'd just bought a red dress and a black dress. Maybe nothing needed to change.

back, snapping me back to reality. I clenched my jaw,

pressure, the pain transformed from sharp to dull, like electricity ruhning through stiff muscles. I could feel the long-tense

minutes later, the love-hate

you!" Ama said to the women as they left the room. If my hair

certainly was now. That scalp massage had been

good you feel right now?" Ryder joked in my

compare after you show me what you can do tonight," I

that deep tone

snapped her

smiled

can shower first!"

ran naked into the bathroom