Chapter 167
I Am The Luna
Chapter 0167
NEW YEARS DAY â OVER FOUR YEARS AGO
VALERIE.
âItâs so late.â I massage the back of my neck as I step into my apartment. We had left the Whispering
Mountain Pack after midnight and the journey wasnât too short.
I yawn, pausing as I stretch when I hear the faint creak of a
floorboard, making me freeze. Itâs not a violent stormy night that the wind would cause the apartment to
creak.
I tilt my head, but thereâs nothing more and I almost smile. Why am I being so paranoid?
I walk to the fridge, grabbing myself a bottle of water; gulp it down/ and look through some papers. I
have work in the morning.
I sit down at the counter, skimming through one of the reports of a big operation we have tomorrow
when I think I hear something again. Tilting my head, I pause, I really am imagining things. I shake my
head.
Well, I should shower and get to bed. I need to get out of this dress
too.
I get up and walk to the bedroom.
Sighing, I mull over everything with Zaia. I hate how life has done her dirty. I wish there was more I
could do for her.
âll keep sending her the antidote, and Iâll keep checking her bloods but itâs just not enough.
F ucking stu pid alpha!
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That st upid bit ch An n alise!
Karma. Karma will bite their a ss.
I walk to my bedroom, pausing when I see it standing ajar. Strange, Iâm sure I shut the door when I left.
I specifically remember trapping my dress in it and then opening it, pulling out the dress and then
closing itâ¦
I shake my head as I step inside and flip the light switch.
Darkness. I groan in annoyance.
âDo I even have a spare bulb?â
Tonight is not my night!
Iâm about to turn to leave the room when I see a slight movement from the corner of my eye. On reflex,
I turn sharply, my heart dropping when I see the tall, masked man who stands in the corner behind the
door. Heâs in baggy clothing with his hood up, his head is lowered and in his gloved hands heâs
holding⦠a hammer.
We move at the same time, and I instantly grab the small vanity table that stands beside the door, lifting
it up and swinging it at him with all my might. He ducks, and the table goes flying against the far wall.
I turn, knowing Iâm no match for him I need to alert security!
Iâm barely two steps out of the bedroom when he grabs my dress, yanking me back into the room and
kicking the door shut. He grabs my hair and throws me to the floor.
âWhat do you want!â I scream as I hit the floor.
F u ck, heâs strong!
Iâm about to shout for help, but his gloved hand covers my mouth.
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âI need to make sure you arenât a Blood Born.â He hisses.
A what?
I kick him off, scrambling away.
âI donât know what that is! You got the wrong person!â I say as he grabs me by the arm and violently
throws me onto the bed and climbs on top of me.
Fear envelops me as I struggle fruitlessly.
âDonât fight me and let me see if thereâs a mark or not. You might just live,â he snarls.
That voice sounds so⦠familiarâ¦
âIf-if Iâm not who youâre looking for, will you let me go?â I ask, my heart thundering, feeling his strong
thighs against my own.
They feel like rock. Heâs pure muscle and in a battle of strength, I will lose. His hand wraps around my
throat squeezing tightly.
He pauses slightly, and at that moment Iâm able to see his blue eyes.
Alpha?
My heart plummets as confusion fills me. He was asleep in the car ten minutes agoâ¦
âIf you really arenât, then, of course,â he says, caressing my cheek. But one sound and I will kill you.â
The threat is real.
My blood runs cold, even though heâs speaking extremely low, itâs him. Itâs Sebastian.
But if I tell him I know⦠he might just kill me⦠even if heâs wearing that black mask.
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hammer that lie on the bad
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I remain frozen as he moves my head sharply and begins searching for something. What is he looking
for?
I break out in a cold sweat, sensing his anger rising as he yanks and pulls my hair â until he takes a
long shuddering breath.
What has he found on my head?
âAh⦠there it isâ¦â he yanks my hair as his attention falls to the
hammer that lies on the bed.
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