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

a few moments ago would now be bowing

lowered his head slightly, looked into my eyes as though he asked for my opinion, and

to the fake smiles on Molly and Jesse’s face, I could feel that

smile, and I could only

the two a icy look. “Get

Molly and Jessy fled the living room, Enzo turned to me once

earlier. His mood changed so fast

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

leaning too

and it felt like my heart had jumped right

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

suddenly recalled that I was covered in sweet cream right

in surprise, covering

was stunned for a moment. Then, a smile spread on his lips, and

taunting me, but I was still nervous as hell and instinctively tried to run

Enzo grabbed me by the collar and brought me

seductive scent of alcohol coming from

as though I had

time, I was sure of his identity. He

one’s mate was an

I wouldn’t be good enough for Enzo. Plus, I couldn’t steal him

little, his breath spraying over the skin at the side of my neck.

run away anymore, you hear

sound angry or aggressive, even gentle

stand

my gosh, I must look silly right