I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

The expression on Melissa’s face was twisted and ugly,

I once saw Melissa as a sunflower, which had the power to brighten up world instantly. But now the petals of this sunflower were falling off piece by piece, never to be the same again

“Go to hell!” Melissa screamed shrilly,

I felt the suffocation creep up in the next moment, and the will to survive made me change into my wolf.

The moment Andy appeared; Melissa released her hold on my neck,

Andy retreated to the corner in a half-crouch. Her tail hung downwards, looking as though she would leap at her at any moment.

Melissa looked at me before she suddenly burst out in a maniacal laugh,

I wasn’t sure what she was doing, so I could only watch her closely just in case she made a move again.

I didn’t want to hurt her unless it was necessary. Even though she had always treated me like a toy, none of the care she showed me was fake in my eyes.

“Do you know what I hate you the most?!” Melissa pointed at me as she yelled, “I hate the way you look! I’m the Alpha’s daughter, yet you are the wolf that resembles Father the most! Didn’t I tell you that you’re not allowed to turn into your wolf in front of me?!”

My mother was a white wolf, while my father was gray. So, I had grayish-black fur on my back, ears, and neck, similar to my uncle, Michael’s appearance.

to visit another Pack together, and I was mistaken for Michael’s daughter

Melissa so much that she forbade

up more into the corner.

you! I hate

shifting into a brown-black she-wolf at the same time and tried to pierce my neck with her

a big

and became even more furious at that. An earsplitting and shrill howl was let out of her throat, piercing through the clouds and blending with the thunder as it crashed through the sky. Melissa’s bloodshot eyes landed on me once more, as she extended her sharp claws, the pointed tip coming straight for my eyes.

reason with her, and my wolf,

be my biggest obstacle as

the door, but I froze

in the doorway, looking

remained silent with her deadly gaze fixed on me, before pressing a black pistol right in

way she would be able to explain killing

would be fearless when held at gunpoint, and surly I wasn’t brave enough to escape

spared your life for your mother’s sake, but now, I can only send you to

from

 

the shoe rack and

scream before

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I’d survive. The tearing sensation at my neck told me

nowhere, and I didn’t even know where I

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