Jack's breath caught in his chest. How? Her a hunter! That made sense. The crazy move she pulled in front of the bar. The great sense of hearing. Everything. Everything. He did not know what to say. She was his enemy. Yet he did not lose what he felt. He was still the girl he cared about. He had to win her back even though he was a monster. "Luna… you need to know this. When a werewolf transforms from his wolf form to his human form he has to think about something human he cares about. Usually it is another werewolf. But for four years I thought about you. I know I'm a monster. Bit I still care about you. I'm still Jack Drake. I know you can hate me." He admitted sadly. He hope his confession would help his case.