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!”

unable to focus on anything but finding Olivan. Inside my own head, it feels like I’m thrown to the back of my mind, my own emotions a thousand times heightened and all I want to

my eyes blazing but the window is reinforced. I can hear the beat of many hearts on the

I snarl as I slam into the metal barrier they’re holding against the entrance. The gas in the room is rising and I can

them says they need to find the

out of

are all

thinner here!” Jai’s voice says as he hacks into the door that we had entered from. I hear him groan, and

going to let him get

How dare he.

Olivan…

Get us here

up to the other side, I break

and I slam into the wall with immense.

side into the wall and this time it splinters completely and I burst into the open night sky. I

a few feet away and I snarl at them before I turn and scan

I scan the grounds, searching for him, but I glance back at the exit I had created and see Atticus and Jai both step

is still in human form, gun in hand. I know he can shift, but it’s obvious he has more confidence in his human

picking up the smell

Olivan’s wolf and rage flares through me once more. Like a dimming fire that

to fall back!” Jai growls as he begins firing at the wolves, a few drop to the ground, but there are too many. No, first I

ground. I close in on him fast, and several wolves launch themselves at me, but I barrel through them, my aura like a shield around me,

have never been

thundering beating of his heart and my

sink into Olivan’s back, and I rip through his flank. Satisfaction floods me and I rip through him

What am I doing?

over me and the smell fills my nose. It isn’t enough and I’m ready to end him. How dare he try to betray

he’s now at my mercy! Other wolves are closing in on us, and

I can see Atticus

me. The choice isn’t hard, but I only have seconds. A few seconds to either run or to

the ground whose eyes burn with victory, and I make up my