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

were just humiliating me a few moments ago would now be bowing their

head slightly, looked into my eyes as though he asked for my opinion, and said, “Do you forgive

a smile on his face. But compared to the fake smiles on Molly and Jesse’s face, I could feel that Enzo’s smile reached his

smile, and I could

up and gave the two a icy look. “Get lost,

fled the living room, Enzo turned

the gentle smile I had seen earlier. His mood changed so fast that I

maniac approached me and said with a lowered voice, “Why did you run away so quickly just

was leaning

neck and cheeks, and

“Don’t worry. I won’t bite… Even

suddenly recalled that I was covered in sweet cream right now

covering my head with

lips, and he said playfully, “Are

flirting and not taunting me, but I was still nervous as hell and

Enzo grabbed me by the collar and brought me in front of

clearly smell the seductive scent of alcohol

weak and limp, as though I had been thrown into a wine jar to

of his

excited. Finding one’s mate was an incredibly joyous

aware that I was just a slave, and I wouldn’t

sideways a little, his breath spraying over the skin at the side of my neck. Goosebumps crawled over the area he had breathed

run away anymore, you

didn’t sound angry or aggressive, even gentle to be

could only stand still and

I must