I Am The Luna

Chapter 0443

“I-”

I shut the door behind me, not wanting to hear anything else.

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It’s late in the evening and this day has been as long as a fucking thousand days. I’d rather

spend another five years in prison than another day with this lot.

Atticus has still not managed to get the full database of those chipped and was making the necessary calls, but it would take time. As predicted, the humans weren’t exactly cooperating. Meaning we’re stuck here much longer than I anticipated.

Valerie and Zaia had gone shopping in the end, citing the need for clothes. I stayed out of

sight, keeping an ear on Ada and Adriana from my own room.

Something about Atticus really seems off. Does he know Adriana from somewhere? Is he possibly avoiding her? Why, though? Did he run into her in that battle? But she almost died in the tunnels. It can’t be that… she didn’t even make it out to face the Sublime…

Valerie is currently getting ready for dinner and taking a long time. Not that I mind. I’m in no rush to see the Alpha assholes again.

“Just in time for dinner and I’m done,” Valerie says, opening the door to the bathroom and I look up from where I am working on Adriana’s laptop, to see her wearing a black fitted bandage dress.

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to look this… Fuck, does she look good,

view and those tiny straps feel like they are about to snap or I’ll snap them for

curve.

wearing a pair of sexy heels and her lower legs shimmer with

oil.

good baby girl…” I snap the laptop shut and stand up from the bed as I walk over to her, wanting to tie her up and fuck her right here. “If that dress was even a tad

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my thumb across her

should I say sexy…” she whispers, running her hands

Fucking tease.

in a flash, twisting them behind her, and turning her back to me. She gasps, parting those soft red lips before

“Fuck…”

I growl huskily, flicking my tongue along her neck as I force her hands lower so she can feel how fucking hard she made me in

kiss her neck, sucking and tugging at the smooth skin, my eyes dipping to her rising and falling chest as she brushes her fingers along

tug, I yank her dress up around her waist and push her against the wall. “Hands on the wall and legs apart,” I say huskily, no longer able

a

a good little whore. She doesn’t argue, the scent of her arousal already filling the air.

you.”

good little slut.” I murmur in her ear only making her moan as I crouch down behind her, tilting my head back and looking at her tiny thong. Without

“Fuck, oh goddess…”