I Am The Luna

17. A Blazing Rage or I Am The Luna Chapter 95 By Moonlight Muse

ZAIA.

I watch as Olivan rushes towards the window. The taste of betrayal stings strongly. Jai growls as Atticus launches himself at Olivan who kicks him off, knocking the wind from him, and making Atticus inhale the gas.

“Atticus!” I shout as Olivan pulls out a gun, but it’s knocked from his hold when Jai throws himself at him.

“Bastard!” Olivan snarls, throwing Jai off him with such power that Jai is thrown back. He hits the corner of the table before crumbling to the ground.

I snarl as I run over to him. We’ve all inhaled enough of the poison, we need to get out of here. Disappointed, pained, and absolutely stupid.

That’s how I feel. Anger rises through me, and I stand up, grabbing the chair and flinging it at Olivan, who dives to the side. He’s on his feet again and he pulls the trigger on Atticus, who dodges, kicking his legs out from under him.

From the way Atticus moves, I can see why Sebastian always saw him as his rival in a way. Atticus is fast and from the sound of something breaking, powerful as well.

I help Jai up when suddenly, a gunshot goes off and Jai throws me aside. My eyes widen in horror as the bullet hits Jai’s shoulder. “No…” I choke out, my eyes stinging. I’ve inhaled too much….

You are not getting away. I turn my blazing gaze on Olivan, who rushes to the window, smashing through it as he shifts mid-air. He isn’t getting away with this!

I leap over the broken chair piece and over the table, shifting into my magnificent wolf once more. Just like last time, it’s effortless and smooth and with my new speed and size, manage to claw into his back just as he shifts and launches himself through the window.

I’m about to follow but the moment I reach the window, something blocks it and I hit a wall, and am thrown back, accidentally inhaling the acidic gas that makes my stomach burn agonisingly.

I glance at the window, realising the wolves outside have blocked it. I run at the window once again. That wall will not hold me in! Jai is coughing and so is Atticus as they both try to break through the door, which is also blocked.

“Zaia! They will be waiting outside!” Atticus warns, his anger clear in his voice. “Fuck it!”

like I’m thrown to the back of my mind, my own emotions a thousand times heightened and all I want to do is tear into Olivan. To rip him apart and to make him

launch myself at the window once again, my eyes blazing but the window is reinforced. I can hear the

nights to plan this. I snarl as I slam into the metal barrier they’re holding against the entrance. The gas in

need to find the source through

out of

are all

the door that we had entered from. I hear him groan,

going to

How dare he.

Olivan…

their plan. Get us here and try to

walls of the cabin. Backing up to the other side, I break into a run,

No! Sebastian will kill us!” Jai shouts, but I’m too focused on my goal and I slam into the wall with immense. force, hearing the

the wall – faster, throwing my side into the wall and this time

are reinforcing the window a few feet away and I snarl at them before I

but I glance back at the exit I had created and see Atticus and

and he’s attacking the wolves whilst Jai is still in human form, gun in hand. I know

picking up the

the smell, breaking into a run when I catch sight of Olivan’s wolf and rage flares through me once more. Like a dimming fire that has

wolves, a few drop to the ground, but there are too many. No,

and several wolves launch themselves at me,

never been

the thundering beating of his heart and my own become

mine! My claws sink into Olivan’s back, and I rip through his flank. Satisfaction floods me and I rip through him again. He lets out a howl as

What am I doing?

me and the smell fills my nose. It isn’t

back to human form and he’s now at my mercy! Other wolves are closing

to pitifully clamber away. I can see Atticus slashing into wolves just a few metres away from me. If I end

a man who is down? A man who betrayed me. The choice isn’t hard, but I only have seconds. A few seconds to either run

burn with victory, and I make up my mind. My