I Am The Luna

73. A Memory

NEW YEARS DAY OVER FOUR YEARS AGO

VALERIE. “It’s so late.” I massage the back of my neck as I step into my apartment. We had left the Whispering Mountain Pack after midnight and the journey wasn’t too short.

I yawn, pausing as I stretch when I hear the faint creak of a floorboard, making me freeze. It’s not a violent stormy night that the wind would cause the apartment to creak.

I tilt my head, but there’s nothing more and I almost smile. Why am I being so paranoid? I walk to the fridge, grabbing myself a bottle of water; gulp it down and look through some papers. I have work in the morning.

I sit down at the counter, skimming through one of the reports of a big operation we have tomorrow when I think I hear something again.

Tilting my head, I pause, I really am imagining things. I shake my head. Well, I should shower and get to bed. I need to get out of this dress too.

I get up and walk to the bedroom. Sighing, I mull over everything with Zaia. I hate how life has done her dirty. I wish there was more I could do for her.

I’ll keep sending her the antidote, and I’ll keep checking her bloods but it’s just not enough. Fucking stupid alpha!

That stupid bitch Annalise!

Karma. Karma will bite their ass.

I walk to my bedroom, pausing when I see it standing ajar. Strange, I’m sure I shut the door when I left. I specifically remember trapping my dress in it and then opening it, pulling out the dress and then closing it…

I shake my head as I step inside and flip the light switch. Darkness. I groan in annoyance. “Do I even have a spare bulb?” Tonight is not my night!

I’m about to turn to leave the room when I see a slight movement from the corner of my eye. On reflex, I turn sharply, my heart dropping when I see the tall, masked man who stands in the corner behind the door. He’s in baggy clothing with his hood up, his head is lowered and in his gloved hands he’s holding… a hammer.

We move at the same time, and I instantly grab the small vanity table that stands beside the door, lifting it up and swinging it at him with all my might. He ducks, and the table goes flying against the far wall.

I turn, knowing I’m no match for him! I need to alert security!

I’m barely two steps out of the bedroom when he grabs my dress, yanking me back into the room and kicking the door shut. He grabs my hair and throws me to the floor.

“What do you want!” I scream as I hit the floor. Fuck, he’s strong! I’m about to shout for help, but his gloved hand covers my mouth. “I need to make sure you aren’t a Blood Born.” He hisses.

A what?

that is! You got the wrong person!” I say as he grabs

“Don’t fight me and let me see if there’s a mark or

me go?” I ask, my heart thundering, feeling his

lose. His hand wraps around my throat squeezing tightly. He pauses slightly, and at that moment I’m able

confusion fills me. He was asleep in the car ten minutes ago. “If you really aren’t, then, of course,’

might just kill me… even if he’s wearing that black mask. I remain frozen as he moves my head sharply and begins searching for something. What

break out in a cold sweat, sensing his anger rising as he yanks and

“Ah… there it is…” he yanks my hair as his attention falls to the

I begin struggling as he lifts it, and I manage to throw him back. My eyes blaze and suddenly everything

be able to do this,

bed sheets trying to pull myself up but it’s futile and I only manage to

snarls, raising his hammer and then intense pain ricochets through my head.

spreading around me, but the pain is too much. “I’ll destroy it,” He hisses, as he keeps striking my head, bludgeoning it with the hammer.

the darkness and that silver

is it… I can

is being split open and

most excruciating pain

(PRESENT)

car, my heart hammering. I’m safe. I’m safe. I clutch my head as I rock myself, trying

can feel the ghostly pain in my

one would have thought much of the symbol at the hospital,”

possibility it was just hidden and once her hair

I am left shaken. Zaia wraps her arms around me. “It’s ok, no one will hurt you,” she whispers comfortingly in

ones who apparently found me… but at the same time, it’s obvious they could cook up

peeped through the eyehole, but no one answered the door so Seb broke the door down,”

you in your bedroom, I think we might have come just in time,” Sebastian says. Zion’s watching

quietly. “It wasn’t Seb, Val, trust me.” Jai’s eyes are soft and full of concern as he watches me. “He told me to get you to the hospital fast and called ahead to have

her to believe us,” Sebastian says quietly. “I initially thought he had jumped but he had locked himself in your

she trust Sebastian? I look at her, but I

“You aren’t the first to say that,” Sebastian says quietly,

a shooter on a bike attacked me, killing countless people and several of my guards. I managed to get his visor up and

in shock, and she nods. “And you trust him?” I ask quietly. “Yes.” She says with a gentle smile. “So we need to find out who has

grandma and Dad had given up, but he refused to… he’s been the one who has taken

conscious, and I can’t deny it was his voice that I heard the most… but I

live together at my safe house. A place even the guards and my parents don’t have access to.” Sebastian

want one another