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?

know what that is! You got the wrong person!” I say as he grabs me by the arm and violently

envelops me as I struggle fruitlessly. “Don’t fight me and let me see if there’s a mark or not. You might just live,” he snarls.

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

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

as confusion fills me. He was asleep in the car ten minutes ago. “If you really aren’t, then, of course,’ he says, caressing my cheek. “But one sound and I will

I know… he might just kill me… even if he’s wearing that black mask. I remain frozen as he moves my head

as he yanks and pulls my hair – until he takes a

there it is…” he yanks my hair as

to throw him back. My eyes

for a werewolf to be able to do this, but I

as he grabs my arm, yanking me to the ground. I grab the bed sheets trying to pull myself up but it’s futile and I only manage to drag the bedding right off. I hit

hammer and then intense pain ricochets through my head. I let out a choked gasp and I grab my head, crying

a faint silver glow 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. My ears are ringing and then… I can’t hear anything but my own laboured breathing. I’m going

darkness and

I can feel

heart hurts, my head is being split

a pause, and then the most excruciating pain I’ve felt rips

(PRESENT)

the car, my heart hammering. I’m safe. I’m safe. I

pain in my head lingering. My head

have thought much of the symbol at

the amount of stitches and damage her head had, there’s a possibility it was just hidden and

was too much, and I am left shaken. Zaia wraps her arms around me.

when we knocked?” Jai asks, looking at Sebastian. They were the ones who apparently found me… but at the same time, it’s obvious they could cook up a story to feed everyone… They were together; they are best

did you see when you came?” I ask, wondering what they’ll say. “Someone peeped through the

might have come just in time,” Sebastian says. Zion’s watching

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

quietly. “I initially thought

says, frowning. Does she trust Sebastian? I look at her, but I

a twin,” I say quietly. “You aren’t the first to say that,” Sebastian says quietly, I look up

my guards. I managed to get his visor up and although I

her 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 eyes like Sebastian’s,” Jai says. He looks at me with concern in his gorgeous eyes and I

up, but he refused to…

was his voice that I heard the most… but I also didn’t know

even the guards and my parents don’t have access

the crazy pull between them that they want one another badly, and I have no idea where they stand.