I Am The Luna

Chapter 0015

“The name of the Alpha family of Dark Hollow Falls Pack. A name that not only the world recognises us by, but a name that is associated with our reputation, our

traditions and our ethics…”

There’s a dangerous edge to his voice. His back is still to me, yet the dark energy that swirls around him is obvious proof of the anger he is trying to contain. “Did you think you could defy me and cast aside the very condition you are holding the Alpha position upon?

He now turns, his eyes ice cold as he glares at me.

“Zaia and I were not compatible,” I lie, my face unreadable as I look him dead in the eye. “As for this pack, in the three years that I have taken over, I have expanded this pack, its borders, and the business. You can’t deny that I am a good Alpha, Father.”

He looks up sharply. “Do you dare question me?”

I frown, “I am only trying to say that by divorcing Zaia, it does not make me a bad Alpha,” I reply quietly, balling my hands into fists.

He looks away as if disgusted by me. “Time will tell, but as long as I am alive, my rules and laws will apply. You may be the Alpha, but as long as I am alive, my word

is law.”

Dad’s words are fresh on my mind as I ignore the fifteenth call from Annalise. I told her I’ll drop by when I have a moment, but right now I feel like everything is spiralling out of control.

the accelerator, my eyes flashing with irritation as I cruise down

a fucking kid anymore, yet he doesn’t see that,

a

as if I’m not capable

many times I

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jaw, slamming my hand onto the steering wheel as I hit the brakes hard. The horn blares as the car skids,

answer, snatching up my phone.

What if something happens to

the

anger diminishing as her words echo

Annalise the first time. I don’t think it’s something she’s capable of alone… What if she had help from Dad? (12)

quickly start the

“I’m coming, Annalise.”

treat her right. Plus, the trauma of what she’s suffered for the last three years

towards her flat, mulling over

more time I spend around her, something

been kept captive for three years, she doesn’t

signs of post–traumatic stress. Almost as if it did