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?

kick him off, scrambling away. “I don’t know what that is! You got the wrong person!” I say as he grabs me by the arm and violently throws me onto the

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

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

hand wraps around my

He was asleep in the car ten minutes ago. “If you

I know… he 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 is he

anger rising as he yanks and pulls my

he found on my head? “Ah… there it is…” he yanks my hair as his attention falls to

I manage to throw him back. My eyes blaze and suddenly

them! It’s rare for a werewolf to be able to

throw him off, but not for long 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

pain ricochets through my head. I let

hisses, as he keeps striking my head,

me into the darkness and that silver light…

is it… I can

my head is being split

and then the most excruciating pain I’ve

(PRESENT)

heart hammering. I’m safe. I’m safe. I clutch

ghostly pain in my head lingering. My head still

“And no one would have thought much of the symbol at the hospital,” Sebastian says

damage her head had, there’s a possibility it was just hidden and once her hair began growing, we wouldn’t have noticed

too much, and I am left shaken. Zaia wraps her arms around me. “It’s ok, no one

who apparently found me… but at the same

wondering what they’ll say. “Someone peeped through the eyehole, but no one answered the door so

brought the door down and found you in your bedroom, I think we might have come just in time,” Sebastian says. Zion’s watching us curiously. For a three-year-old,

eyes are soft and full of concern as he watches me. “He told me to get you to the hospital fast and called ahead

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

frowning. Does she trust Sebastian? I look at her, but I don’t

“You aren’t the first to say that,” Sebastian says quietly, I look up with intrigue, and

me, killing countless people and several of my guards. I managed to get his visor up and although I said

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 look away. I don’t know how to react to

but he refused to… he’s been the one who has taken care of me.. I’m not sure if I’m more

heard the most… but I also didn’t know what to say… I owe him more than a

this is over, we are all going to live together at my safe house. A place even the guards and my parents don’t have access to.” Sebastian begins

between them that they want one another badly, and I have no idea where they stand. I mean, I know we’re coming back, but