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…

and slams me aside, making

her burning orange eyes filled with

You know you can’t take on three of us, Zaia.’ I reply emotionlessly through the

have broken a few bones. The impact knocks the wind from me,

up,

what’s happening in here, or

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

snarl as I throw Zaia off me, but she simply

listen to

unless you have a

snarling.

tell her about Sia, not when

I need to warn

It’s hurting. Fuck, I can’t

tied.

her right flank, but she doesn’t let it stop her and once again she runs at me

into me.

before my blood sprays

and vengeance. Her aim is to hurt me, and I no longer need to pretend to be fighting her when she is hell-bent on trying to

Gaultier’s strained voice comes. I glance at Hugh, who has just freed himself from his cuffs as he staggers to his feet. His eyes are on the gun in the

Grab it…

gun!’

neck, I shake her off, but the pain in my chest is only worsening.

I’ve betrayed both of them, just when

the table and I push her away, running towards Hugh. In this small room, there isn’t much space to manoeuvre an advantage and a disadvantage. But for

as he cocks the gun, pointing

care if her father

I’m being watched, I run

Shoot me, Hugh.

hear my Alpha

back, narrowly escaping her

stained with my blood, her long