I Am The Luna

Chapter 0507

ADRIANA

My eyes widen involuntarily at his sheer audacity. I didn't think he had it in him, but clearly he can be a real prick too

"Excuse me, what?" I ask, trying to remain nonchalant. Although I feel extremely self-conscious since the moment I had seen him looking at my burns, and the way he looked angry or disgusted or whatever that was just made me feel worse.

"No. Why should I reject you?"

"Maybe because I don't fit your pretty little box of idealism? Or maybe because I am not the kind of luna you ever wanted. I've not been raised like a lady, like the woman you are head over heels for. I'm defective goods, as you've noticed." I hold my arms out in front of me for a moment, allowing him to see them properly.

"Wait a minute, what are you even saying?" Atticus asks with a frown.

I shake my head, stepping back. I don't want to do this, and I wish I didn't just say that, but it's too late, it's already done. But it is the truth. Zaia is the woman who checks all those boxes, but by saying that, did I just make myself sound petty? Probably, but I don't fucking care what he thinks of me. It can't really get worse.

"Just fucking leave." I step back, placing my hand on the door handle, ready to slam it shut in his perfect face. But he reaches out, grabbing the door, stopping me from shutting it.

"I'm not done."

heart skips a beat at the low deep tone of his

trying to force the door shut with my shoulder. It's suddenly forced open,

up his already

triquetra, he is a goddamn strong alpha and I'm not sure how I'll fare against him. Not when Zade can break every bone in my

am not in

composed as I back away from the advancing

I whisper. His

to your burns because I want to know who did that to you." His voice is barely

I

fact I don't fit the box

slightly. "No, it's not

"Get out," I whisper.

looking down at me. "Give me a

to avoid me. Get out, Atticus. Now." My heart thumps and for

to my heaving chest as if hesitating about what