I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Enzo narrowed his eyes slightly. “Make sure Alpha Michael doesn’t find out.” “Of course, it’ll probably be the end of this alliance if he thinks we’re trying to kill his Luna.”

Enzo turned to me and said, “I will deal with this. Wait here for me.”

I grab his hand. “I will go with you.”

My intuition tells me that I’m somehow related to this whole thing. Even if I’m not, since I was going to be his Luna, it’s my responsibility to stay by his side and understand him.

For some reason, I always felt that there was an invisible gap between us. Perhaps I could close this gap if I knew more about him.

Enzo thought about it for a while before he nodded. “Okay, I’ll take you with me.”

The culprit had been locked up in the basement of the hotel.

It was a man with black hair and brown eyes.

I looked at the man and thought he looked familiar, as though I had seen him before. “What’s your name?” Enzo asked. The man sneered and didn’t answer. Kyle leaned closer to Enzo and whispered, “His name is Peter Barton.” Enzo observed the tied-up man on the ground. “Why did you want to kill Ellen?” Peter let out a maniacal laugh but still refused to say anything.

“You want to break the alliance between the two Packs and for Alpha Michael to hate me and declare war on me, right?”

Peter stopped laughing and looked straight into Enzo’s eyes.

Enzo frowned. “Why would you betray my Pack?” “Because you’re a bloodthirsty maniac, and I hate you! I want your entire Pack to die!” Peter suddenly raised his head and yelled, his brown eyes flashing red.

At that moment, I caught sight of the man’s black mole on the left side of his face.

was.

Not long ago, when I ran down

this man and his friend had tied me up and claimed that I was a Rogue who had attacked Enzo’s Pack. He even dragged me to the hotel’s back

had executed his friend, but

wanted to avenge his

the corner of Enzo’s shirt, signaling for him to get up.

move an inch but

an idiot? Didn’t he understand what I mean by

had no choice but to stand on tiptoe and get

man.

I gave him an incredulous look, but

was he shaking

and shrugged

my hand and

off and

I was in

isn’t appropriate?” “Kissing me,” Enzo replied with a straight face. I couldn’t resist the urge to roll my

narcissism is a

at himself and stammered, “Weren’t you trying to tiptoe and lean over

is going on in that head of

 

“Of course not!”

red after hearing what I said. This was the first time I had seen him blush. He looked embarrassed. “So, that’s what you wanted to talk to me about.” “What

stuttered and

throat and pat his cheeks with both hands before walking back

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