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.”

little

people who were just humiliating me a few moments ago would now be bowing their heads to me.

eyes as though he

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

mind went blank at his smile, and I could only nod

gave the two a

fled the living room, Enzo turned to me once

had seen 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 now? Were you afraid

leaning too

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

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

suddenly recalled that I was covered in sweet cream right now

covering my head with both

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

and not taunting me, but I was still nervous

are you running? Again?” Enzo grabbed me by the collar

seductive scent of alcohol coming

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

was sure of his identity.

excited. Finding one’s mate was an incredibly joyous

slave, and I wouldn’t be good

head sideways a little, his breath spraying over the skin at the side of my neck. Goosebumps

allowed to run away anymore, you hear me?” He whispered in my

didn’t sound angry or aggressive, even

stand still

my gosh, I must look