I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook

Chapter 32

As soon as I walked out of Enzo’s bedroom, I bumped into Mary and Cindy.

My hand came up to my chest, startled by their sudden appearance.

Cindy had a glass of milk in her hands. It looked like she was on her way to send it to Enzo. Both of them frowned slightly when they saw me coming out of Enzo’s bedroom. “Miss Gilmore, I remember telling you not to disturb Alpha in his rest if nothing required his immediate attention.” Marry looked at me with her dead, empty, horrifying eyes. “I wasn’t disturbing him. I simply…” I trailed off and shrugged, not knowing how to explain it. Anyway, why do I need to explain my relationship with Enzo to others?

Instead, wasn’t it more of a bother for Mary and her daughter, Cindy, to knock on the door so late just to deliver milk? My eyes cast down on the milk slightly pissed by that. Mary seemed to guess my thoughts, the wrinkles on the corner of her mouth more prominent. She sneered. “My daughter is not the same as you. She’s Alpha’s right-hand woman. Who are

you?!

leave. At this moment, Mary suddenly snatched the milk from Cindy’s hand and poured it all over Cindy the next moment. Cindy was

His eyes swept across the broken glass on the ground and asked, “What happened?” Mary’s face trembled. “I don’t know. I just wanted to deliver milk to you with Cindy, but Luna… Luna told us

fleeting look of embarrassment, but she immediately joined her mother’s side. “It’s my fault, Alpha, not Luna’s. She just cared about you too much and misunderstood our relationship.” Enzo had a look of confusion on his face. “Relationship? What relationship?”

turned his gaze on me and raised his dashing brows, asking me with his eyes if what they said was true. It took a few beats before I could respond. I shook my head. “I-I didn’t…” “You didn’t break the glass or misunderstand my relationship with Cindy?” I waved my hands and spluttered, my head in a mess, “All of it! I just ran into them on the way out. They did that

expression. “I respect you so much. Why would you make false charges again me like that? I’m Cindy’s mother. Why would I hurt

“I-”

again. Enzo looked at me and asked, “Do you have anything else to say?” The old woman shot me a sneer from an

is still on our side. You

all.

do it.” I could only

stared at me without