I Am The Luna

31 A Bitter Clash or I Am The Luna Chapter 109 By Moonlight Muse

SEBASTIAN.

She bursts through the door like the Goddess herself, a deep orange glow coating her vibrant auburn fur as she launches herself at me.

I jump to the side as she snarls, turning and glaring at me and for a moment all I can think of is how magnificent and powerful she looks.

“Zaia!” Hugh says, concern and fear in his eyes, but he has nothing to worry about. I will not let her get hurt, even if it means I have to warn her.

She snarls at me, showing off her deadly fangs.

One cannot say her wolf is beautiful, the word does not do justice to her otherworldly appearance. She looks like a beast, one that is made to match mine, simply far more impressive.

‘What are you waiting for?’ I hear Gaultier snarl in my head, and it snaps me from my trance as Zaia swipes the key towards Hugh with her paw.

Perfect.

“Well, we meet again,” I say coldly, knowing I’m being watched, watching as Hugh unlocks the other cuff quickly.

She simply snarls as she launches herself at me.

‘Why didn’t you tell me that you were choosing the other side? I wouldn’t have stopped you!’ she asks, her voice piercing through the mind

link.

‘If you can’t kill her, then you need to take her hostage. Zade is on his way to you,’ Gaultier growls through the link. I can hear the sound of wolves shouting and wonder if Atticus has managed to hold Zade back.

Take her hostage… no. I feel uneasy but keep my face emotionless.

‘Understood. She’s not leaving here.” I say,

taking out my gun.

Come on, Foxie…

herself at me and

back as she stares at me, her burning orange

the others get here, and they stop you. You know you can’t take on three of us, Zaia.’ I reply emotionlessly through the mind link. Hoping she stopped being fucking stubborn and

I would have broken a few bones. The impact knocks the wind from me, throwing me into the far wall

the fuck up, man!’ Gaultier

how he knows what’s happening in here, or

the cameras to him. But I need to make this look real because both Gerard and the ‘Father’ as they called him,

as I throw Zaia off me, but she simply turns and launches herself

‘Zaia, listen

have a reason!’ she shouts

snarling.

her about Sia, not when it

but I need

out at her. It’s hurting. Fuck, I can’t hurt her, but

tied.

let it stop her and once again she

into me.

the smell of blood reaches me before my blood sprays across the room. I snarl,

no longer need to pretend to be fighting her when she is hell-bent on trying to kill me. Defending myself is enough to make this look like

comes. I glance at Hugh, who has just freed himself from his cuffs as he staggers to his feet. His eyes are

Grab it…

gun!’ Gaultier

neck, I shake her off, but the pain in my chest is only worsening. I’m hurting her. I’m fucking hurting her. Come

I’ve betrayed both of them, just when

room, there isn’t much space to manoeuvre an advantage and a disadvantage. But for Zaia who is smaller than I

says as he cocks the gun, pointing it

and I realise she does not care if her father hurts me. That’s clear from the

watched,

Shoot me, Hugh.

worried he won’t do anything when I hear my Alpha Queen growl as

back, narrowly escaping her claws from ripping into

love. She’s stained with my blood, her long hair covering her breasts as she takes the gun