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.

That way it's like she is burning down the building." "What gas?" We had slighter fluid

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

distance sounds of the helicopter made my anxiety

around the corner. Grabbing the crate, I walked over and set it down by the front doors. Pulling out my pocket knife and cutting the top off, it was easy to spill the blood on the wooden

ready to land on the old parking lot. Spraying the gas everywhere was almost satisfying in itself. After all

the fire for a moment before I touched it to the gas. There was a small blast as the fire

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put my head down and walked towards the helicopter. Carson would see to it that nothing was left. My job here was

tat the massive fire before stepping off the land for the last

buckled in, the helicopter took off. My eyes didn't leave the fire until it was out of sight completely. More than once, I kept checking my phone for updates but seeing as I didn't have any bars, the likely hood ofgetting an update was slim to

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

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