I Am The Luna

Chapter 0353

ZADE.

It’s the middle of the night and despite the stuffy weather that would never usually bother me, tonight I am unable to fall asleep…

Not that I sleep easily, anyway.

The ghosts of the past do not let you sleep, the skeletons in the closets are always near, ready to reveal themselves and right now there is one person who I never want to ever learn those dark secrets….

Valerie Scott or rather Valerie Grace Astor, daughter of Beth and Lance Astor. The couple who outsmarted us to protect their children… and for years the Sable. didn’t even realise their children were alive… She has the brains like her parents, she just needs to work on understanding her intuition.

I slowly flip the knife in my hand between my fingers, staring at the ceiling, the occasional orange light from outside crosses the ceiling when a car passes by.

The Sable…

They- we are responsible for her PTSD. She might be a doctor, but she seems to be blind to the fact she needs help. How did her friends even allow her to be out here alone with that trauma and when they sure as hell know of the troubles that our kind are now facing?

Thanks to what we did back then, everyone learned of us.

The world has changed. Blowing our cover made us targets for the world, bringing us under intense scrutiny. We’re all forced to be registered. With a barcoded chip being placed inside of us, so we can be identified as werewolves as different. 1

may be trying to fight against it whilst keeping the balance, but the truth is, the damage cannot be undone. The boy

can see them turning on us. See them use those chips to spy on and

a signal when we enter stores… Soon they will be watching us like criminals and

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at the knife I’m turning between my fingers.

the deadliest of

Fear.

fear loses control, they will come

of what we could

chipped, but it’s only a matter of time before they find me and try to do

Alpha… but here I am, in a small town in the middle of nowhere,

is the life I’ve resorted to….

better than

do I get rid

when I’m walking

could have been me, only I refused to attack from

after her… Would things have been different? Would I have gone through with it? Could her trauma

left all day today, and there was silence from her apartment. She spent it in bed,

past trauma. Maybe not fully… because some things don’t just go away, but she’ll be able to cope with them.

wonder how it’ll feel if it stabbed me through my eye… I know that pain… but I’ve blocked that memory out so it’s not so clear anymore. I don’t