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

ago would now be bowing their heads to me. It was such a surreal feeling, and I

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

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

went blank at his smile, and I

the two a icy

living room, Enzo turned to

I had seen earlier. His mood changed so

approached me and said with a lowered voice, “Why did you run away

leaning too

felt a rush of heat running up my neck and cheeks, and

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

sweet cream right now and that I must look

covering

spread on his lips, and he said playfully, “Are you hiding

was still nervous as hell

by the collar and brought me

of alcohol

I had been

time, I was sure of his identity. He was

excited. Finding one’s mate was an incredibly joyous occasion, after

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

spraying over the skin at the side

anymore, you hear me?” He whispered in my

angry or aggressive, even gentle to be

stand

must