I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 5

Enzo raised his brow as he shook off Jesse’s already crippled hand and snorted, “What, are you guys slaves in this house too?”

“What?!” Molly exclaimed.

I could sense that she hadn’t said that out of anger, just shocked and confused, as though she didn’t understand Enzo’s words.

After all, Enzo was a murderous, bloodthirsty devil in the rumor.

Enzo pulled a napkin from the side table and carefully wiped his hand that had touched Jesse’s hand. Then, he sneered, “If you’re not slaves, what are you doing here?”

Jesse raised his chin and said, “This slave provoked us first. We were just-”

“I’m sorry, Alpha Enzo. This was our fault,” Molly said and covered Jesse’s mouth just in time.

She was shaking so badly, as though she was terrified of Enzo.

“Since it’s your fault, apologize.” Enzo’s voice was soft, but it was intimidating.

Molly stiffened.

After a few seconds, she gave me a forced smile, blinked her reddened eyes, and said, “I’m sorry, Andrea. Forgive my rudeness.”

Then, she tugged on the hem of Jesse’s shirt, signaling him to hurry up and apologize.

Jesse was still glaring at me, and there was evident reluctance in his eyes.

But after he looked at Enzo’s cold gaze, he gave in.

“Sorry.”

was a little confused at this

me a few moments ago would now be bowing their heads

slightly, looked into my eyes as though he asked for my opinion, and said,

smiles on Molly

at his smile, and I

two a

living room, Enzo turned to me

had seen earlier. His mood changed so

did you run away so quickly just now? Were you afraid I’d bite

leaning too

of heat running up my neck and cheeks, and it felt like my heart had jumped right

at me and smiled again. “Don’t worry. I won’t bite… Even if you do look like a sweet piece of cake

recalled that I was covered in sweet cream right now and

covering my head

moment. Then, a smile spread on his lips, and he said playfully, “Are you hiding your wolf ears, Miss

taunting me, but I was still nervous

you running? Again?” Enzo grabbed me by the collar and brought me

smell the seductive scent of alcohol

weak and limp, as though I

time, I was sure of his identity.

Finding one’s mate was an incredibly joyous occasion,

that I was just a slave, and I wouldn’t be good enough for Enzo. Plus, I couldn’t steal him

little, his breath spraying over the skin at

away anymore, you hear

sound angry or aggressive, even

only stand still and

gosh, I must look