Chapter 418
I Am The Luna
Chapter 0418
ZADE.
There are too many of them, and they knew I was coming. This was a cleverly thoughtâout plan, one
that even I failed to see through.
Rage like never before burns through me as I cut them down with no mercy. I have a few cuts and I
managed to dodge the bullets, but it doesnât matter; I welcome the pain willingly, using it to fuel my
vengeance as I cut through another man who falls as if he was nothing more than a block of butter.
âYouâve been a thorn in our side for far too long, but we finally caught up to you and your precious little
girlfriend.â One of the men snarls as he lunges at me.
There was something in the air that was so faint we didnât even pick up on it, layered in with the dust
thatâs what has slowed me down.
Theyâve gotten fucking smarter.
Their aim to get rid of us is clearer than ever.
Wanting us dead was their life goal.
âFirst you, then her!â he grunts.
âTouch her and you will fucking die.â I snarl, my eyes blazing and grabbing him by the head, I snap his
neck as I throw his body to the ground. The sound of footsteps running up the steps makes my heart
skip a beat.
Valerie!
âA couple have gone up! Iâm coming, hold on baby girl,â I say through the mind- link, trying not to let any
fear that I feel into my voice as I kick another man off me, shooting him through the forehead before I
run past them.
Iâve never felt fear as I do when it comes to her, proof that even the strongest of men will face fear. This
is what it feels like to have someone you care for being in danger.
Iâm almost at the stairs when another two block me. Something hits the back of my head, sending
blinding pain through my vision, as it feels like my head is about to explode.
Only Iâve fought through such pain all my fucking life. I spin around, the thirst for blood only growing.
But Iâm not expecting a werewolf.
One of us⦠with them?
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âItâs been a while, Toussaint.â The voice is familiar even if he is masked, but his identity does not matter
right now.
âSo you betray your own kind?â I snarl as I shove him back, only for him to block and lash out at me. I
donât block, wanting to get close to him. I canât feel anything much at that moment. The only thing I can
feel is the powerful thirst to kill, to destroy every fucking thing.
âWe were betrayed anyway by our own!â he snarls as I kick him, my foot connecting with his jaw. Just
as someone shoots me from behind.
I donât have any fucking time to care for traitors. I raise my gun and pull the trigger right through the
fucking brain just as I dodge another hit to the head. Blood is already dripping from me and I wonât be
able to keep going for long. I need to end things quickly.
My girl needs me. Iâll see your fucking face later.
I rush up the stairs, shoot two more men at pointâblank range, and throw them against the wall, my
heart racing when I hear the struggle from the room. I have never run faster, reaching the door quickly.
But Iâm a few moments too fucking late. The sound of gunshots rings in my head just as I grab the man
who fired, not missing the injury to his neck.
An inferno of rage blazes through me, and I see red.
I snap his head, my heart pounding against my ribcage as I turn to look for her. When I see her
standing there, her eyes lit with a fire I have only seen once before
on that battlefield.
Her breasts rising and falling heavily. Thereâs a man knocked out cold on the ground, and I grab the
gun from the man I just killed and shoot the unconscious one in the head, making sure heâs dead.
My eyes rake over her, making sure sheâs not hurt, and my stomach twists when I see the blood
seeping from her ankle. I close the gap between us, pulling her into my arms. âBaby girlâ¦â
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My heart is pounding violently against my ribcage as I hold her tightly.