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!”

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 do is tear into Olivan. To rip him apart and to make

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

the metal barrier they’re holding against the entrance. The gas in

need

running out of

are all getting

that we had entered from. I hear him groan, and it only makes me angrier. The gas has stopped filling the room, but it’s getting to

going to let

How dare he.

Olivan…

their plan. Get us here and try to

cabin. Backing up to the other side, I break into a run, summoning forth every ounce of my

focused on my goal and I slam into the wall with immense. force, hearing

I back up and run at the wall – faster, throwing my side into the wall and this time it splinters completely and I burst into

the window a few feet away and I snarl at them before I turn and scan the dark. I have no time

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

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

the air, picking up the smell

rage flares through me once more. Like a dimming fire that has just had oil poured upon it, rejuvenating it

firing at the wolves, a few drop to the ground, but there

launch themselves at me, but I barrel through them, my aura like

have never

close, the thundering beating of his heart and my own

I rip through his flank. Satisfaction floods me and I rip

What am I doing?

unable to control my rage as I tear into him. Blood sprays over me and the smell fills my nose. It isn’t enough and I’m ready to

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

can see Atticus slashing into wolves just a few metres away from

The choice isn’t hard, but I only

with victory, and