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.

he was. Not long ago, when I ran down the mountain

and claimed that I was a Rogue who had attacked Enzo’s Pack. He even dragged me

had executed his friend, but

avenge his friend’s

Enzo’s shirt, signaling for him to get up. Then, I hooked my fingers, gesturing for him to come closer

inch but gave me

an idiot? Didn’t he understand what I mean

to stand on tiptoe and get closer to his ear to tell

man.

us. I gave him

he shaking

frowned and

looked around, then suddenly took my hand and pulled me

and asked,

were watching, and I was in the middle of business.” Enzo

face. I couldn’t resist the urge

is a type of

trying to tiptoe and

hell is going on in

 

“Of course not!”

time I had

I thought…” He stuttered and

cleared his throat and pat his cheeks with both hands before walking back into the

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