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."

the low deep tone

I am." I say, turning and trying to force the door shut with my shoulder.

things clear between us," he begins as he pushes up his already rolled up sleeves, making my heart thud,

of the Sublime triquetra, he is a goddamn strong alpha

I am not in

keep myself composed as I

have fooled me," I whisper. His eyes flash

not defective goods. For heaven's sake Adriana, you are the most beautiful girl 1 have ever laid my eyes on. 1 reacted to your

most beautiful? I don't

the fact I don't fit

softening slightly. "No,

"Get out," I whisper.

looking down at me. "Give me a chance to

Get out, Atticus. Now." My

heaving chest as