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

undone. The boy had the power to make

upbringing, and the fact I have been forced to survive and trust no one, but I can see them turning on us. See them use those chips to spy on and keep track of us at all

staying, already embedding these chips with a signal when we enter stores… Soon they will be watching us like criminals and it’s

+15 BONUS

up, staring at the knife I’m turning between my fingers.

deadliest

Fear.

that fear loses control, they

of what we could possibly

not chipped, but it’s only a matter of time before they find me and try to do

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

the life I’ve

it better than

not sure…. How do I get rid of

when I’m walking

after her back then… but it could have been me, only I refused to attack from behind. I smirk humourlessly staring at the blade in

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

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

enough, she’ll get over her past trauma. Maybe not fully… because some things don’t just go away, but she’ll be able to cope with them. I’m going to make sure of it.

knife up, watching it whizz downwards. For a second, I wonder how it’ll feel if it stabbed me through my eye… I know that pain… but I’ve