I Am The Luna

Chapter 0297

Gaultier snarls at me, and I smirk. “This is the path you chose. Are you ready for it, Gaultier?” I ask but my target isn’t him… I plan to take out Gerard first…

Gaultier doesn’t need to know that, not yet anyway.

I pull the trigger, my eyes blazing as I force apart Gaultier’s barrier, allowing the bullet to whizz through. He ducks, growling as Gerard falls off his back when the first bullet connects, hitting Gerard in the back.

The elder man groans as he tries to get up from the ground, failing to do so and motions for Gaultier to come to him instead, but I don’t give him a chance to protect Gerard as I glare at the man who had hurt us all.

I get off Sebastian’s back, and I nod at him silently.

‘I want to deal with Gerard.‘ I tell him. He hesitates before he gives me a nod.

‘Be careful,‘ he warns before he gives chase to Gaultier, who is slowly but surely‘ backing away from us and Gerard as if knowing he won’t win this one.

“Zaia…” Gerard says as he tries to get up and that’s when I see his entire low leg is almost ripped off. Sebastian sure did well. Perfect.

“You hurt my child. You ruined the first years of her life and played us all. I hope you burn in hell.” I say quietly as I refill my gun with a new cartridge of bullets.

“I did what the goddess wanted! Why else did she create us?!” he snarls.

He doesn’t care! Not about my angel, not about anyone but himself!

Agatha’s words about Zion…

know, but it’s time we end the fighting. Enough

cause. You can’t really be thinking of ending my

see his

no remorse and is plotting his

“Of course… we-”

the throat, cutting off

he drops backwards onto the ground, choking as

12

from his neck.

+15 BONUS

I quickly reinforce the shield around me just as several wolves. come into view, circling me.

was trying to distract me!

again, this time through the chest as I let out a menacing growl,

bullets into him, wishing he felt more pain,

only stop when there are no more bullets and I glare at the wolves

can’t fucking get through!” Jai’s

My stomach twists.

to go to Dad!

Gerard is dead, and Dad! I

I’ll handle Gaultier and these!‘