Tattooed Luna by Mrs Smith

"I'm what?" "With me. Kristen's orders. You can argue with her." Alec rolled his eyes and folded his arms. “Wouldn't doany good. Funny how she didn't tellthat when I was on the phone with her." "She isn't stupid." That brought a little smile to my face. Knowing my sister was giving Alec hell still was something that madeproud for sreason.

"No. She is a lot of things but stupid isn't one of them." We fell into a semi comfortable silence as we watched evidence get brought out. “A-alpha?" A warrior looked uncomfortable at a crate he was carrying.

"What?" "Um..." He didn't want to say what it was so instead, he walked up toto show me. Inside, there was multiple bags of blood with Penny's non them. This was all the blood they had taken but hadn't used yet.

My first thought was to save it so we could give it back to her but it wasn't kept cold and couldn't be any good. “Leave it here.” The warrior put the crate on the ground and walked away. “What are you going to do with it?" Alec asked.

"Trying to decide how to dispose of it." Keeping the anger from rising was harder said than done.

"You can just dump it out." Alec suggested.

"That just seems...." I wasn't sure how to describe it. Wasteful wasn't the right word. Putting her blood in the dirt seemed dirty and almost disrespectful. I couldn't risk just putting it in the center and hoping it is destroyed in the fire. We couldn't bury the bags in case they were ever found and something was done with the blood.

of it. That way it's like she is burning down the building." "What gas?" We had slighter fluid but nothing like what he was

few guys grabbed a couple of the cans and brought them with us. They assumed we would be burning shit." "I'm lighting the fire so they have until the helicopter gets here to clear the building. We are not missing our flight." Alec nodded and walked to warn the guys to pick it up. I wasn't sure what to do so I just stood there. Every few minutes, I checked my phone for an update from Penny. More than once, I pulled up her nand was going

the helicopter made my anxiety

front doors. Pulling out my pocket knife and cutting the top off, it was easy to spill the blood on the wooden frame. The wood was so old that the blood

saying a word. The helicopter was approaching quickly, ready to land on the old parking lot.

was a small blast as the fire spread quickly up the side of the building. I

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in flames. Once I was satisfied the blood was om mpletely burned, did I put my head down and walked towards the

I waited until he was in the helicopter before I looked one last tat the massive fire before

once, I kept checking my phone for updates but seeing as I didn't have any bars,

just pictured my babies from when I first met them. Cutting each of their umbilical

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