I Am The Luna

Chapter 0395

ZADE.

She walks off, her hips swaying slightly, her ass catching my attention, and the primal instinct to claim her in every fucking way is roaring through me. I want her, to claim her, fuck her, own her and….

Ruin her.

She doesn’t realise how hard she is making it for me to control myself right now…

“She’s gone, stop staring,” Atticus growls. m

I smirk humourlessly, leaning back in my seat. She’s already left me with a semi- hard–on and a hunger that only her sweet tight pussy can satiate.

“I’ll do what I want. I’ll let you know now that I don’t like being told what to do, and I’m tolerating your bullshit because of her. But that’s as far as it goes, simply because we have someone we care about in common. So just remember, don’t fucking push me, I’m no longer your fucking prisoner.”

My eyes lock with his, my eye shimmering blue, his aura swirls around us as we stare one another down before I scoff and look away. All the fucking alpha pride radiating off him is making me sick.

I stand up; I think I’ll leave the siblings to talk. Spending this much time in the presence of an egotistical asshole pisses me off.

Walking through the large arch that leads to the kitchen, I walk up behind where she’s busy making coffee.

‘I’m stepping out for a bit, enjoy a bit of time with your brother,‘ I say to her, wrapping my arm around her from behind and placing my hand on her stomach as I tug her flush against me and kiss her neck.

Her breath hitches, a shuddering whimper leaving her.

Oh, she needs me as much as I fucking need her.

she asks, looking up

I reply, kissing her

she is holding and turns to face me. “You’re

ta

care for you… I wrap my arms around her and rest my chin on top

asks through the

down at her, studying her, but

the side of the house until I reach the roof, walking over it until I get to the ridge and choose a good spot to sit with a clear view of

and the soft breeze calms me. I stare at the moon, wondering if the Goddess is even up there. Does she really reside on the

and praying for something more… that something I

Happiness.

Somewhere I belong.

come home

always there. I am used to having nothing, used to having everything taken from me, and that’s

little mate, though. The corner of my lips tugs

can still sense her, feel her presence in the house below…

Home.

she is… 2

open,

I heard something.

I sit

up,

quieter… did I

the moon tells me it’s been a

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