I Am The Luna

Chapter 0226

His heart is thudding hard and so is mine as I hold on tight, as if he might just slip away. That maybe this is all a dream and I’m going to lose him… all over again.

The tears trickle down my cheeks as he kisses the top of my dirty head.

“Hey… don’t cry.” His voice is quiet yet soft.

‘I killed him without any hesitation.‘ I whisper through the bond. ‘I wanted him dead for his betrayal.‘

‘And there is nothing wrong with that. You followed your instincts, nothing more. He wasn’t a good person, and he tricked you. You simply did what you had to.‘ His voice is softer now, soothing yet strong, and I’m unable to hold back the small sob that escapes me.

The weight of the evening coming crashing down on me.

“I declared war, Bastien… I’m sick of it all. I–I want to find them and end this once and for all. They can’t keep terrorising us!” I say, frustrated as I step back slowly.

His hands brush my arms as he holds onto me loosely.

“Moon Dust… if we had that… maybe we could find them.” He murmurs.

Our eyes meet and I ponder on those words curiously.

Moon Dust…

away and I look at the slight scuffs of blood that I’ve transferred

got you dirty. I’m sorry that I’m fucking up, but I promise you, I’ll try harder.” I whisper, wishing he

closes his eyes for a moment. “We have all made wrong decisions at

if he doesn’t think that knowing that he has my back

my words get to

I not?

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long as I have you,” I murmur softly.

I can stop myself. Unable to keep how

his fingertips and forces me to look up at him. “Don’t think like that. It’s not like you. You’ve never needed me. You are

the strongest person needs a shoulder to lean

need to stand by each other’s side as a team. Why do you keep saying things like that lately? Like I don’t need you or something?” I ask. I know I’m

sending a pang of pain through my

meant it

of pleasure dance through me and I melt into his touch, a touch that calms and soothes

some of the weight that burdens me, and I grip his neck, tugging him closer as I press my body against his, yearning for so much

hitches when his tongue trails over my lips. Slow… sensual, yet fuelled by something