I Am The Luna

Chapter 0427

VALERIE.

Sleep comes and goes as we travel towards the Whispering Mountain Pack. It’s a long drive, and we’ll be there in another three hours. Damien and Anthony stayed behind to keep an eye on things, and I did manage to check Anthony’s injuries before we left. He’ll be ok with

some rest.

Adriana has a fever, and she’s fallen unconscious again, something that happened pretty soon after she was initiated into our little pack.

I stare out at the passing scenery, wondering why the Whispering Mountain Pack? I mean, that’s where Zaia had messaged us to go. Is it because Zade is with me? I wonder if Sebastian didn’t want him on his pack grounds… I’m itching to ask Zaia, but that’s something I’ll hold off on and ask her in person.

But it did add an extra hour to our journey. I sigh heavily as I adjust my position in my seat, feeling Zade’s eyes on me.

“Want me to drive?” I ask. I still haven’t had a look at his wounds. I mean, he was covered in

blood in that house.

“No, I’m good,” he answers, although I know for a fact he isn’t. “What’s on your mind, baby girl?”

I sigh softly. “Everything,” I say, looking over at him. Why does he look crazily sexy in that hoodie?

He watches me from under the shadow of his cap, making my heart flutter.

“Don’t stress, we have enough proof to deal with this,” he replies. For a moment I feel his aura ripple around him, his hand tightening ever so slightly on the steering wheel.

‘But how do you feel about seeing them all again?‘ I ask softly through the mind–link. He’s worrying about me, and yeah, I’m worried, but I’m more worried about how he’ll be treated.

‘I didn’t really see anyone much in prison.‘

when I look at him

spent so many years

– For years…

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capable of. You could have escaped if you wanted to, correct?‘ I ask softly,

the only way he’d catch a glimpse of

for me?

a bit obnoxious,

as if he’s

me I’m wrong, my Sexy Stallion…

could have,‘ he murmurs

skips a beat, and I reach

unable to calm my

over

chest heaving as

says, taking my hand and threading his fingers with mine, pressing

I wish that I realised that

cutting me off as they ignite a rivet of pleasure

“You

too much,” he murmurs, making my heart

him back, although I just want to pull

close.

driving skills, I’m not you Little Mate,” he smirks slightly as he

sits back.

even if my driving skills aren’t on par with yours; when you see my riding skills, you will be impressed,” I mutter, before I

don’t dare look over at him, feeling his eyes burning

over my shoulder.