I Am The Luna

Chapter 73

A Memory

NEW YEARS DAY OVER FOUR YEARS AGO

VALERIE. “It’s so late.” I massage the back of my neck as I step into my apartment. We had left the Whispering Mountain Pack after midnight and the journey wasn’t too short.

I yawn, pausing as I stretch when I hear the faint creak of a floorboard, making me freeze. It’s not a violent stormy night that the wind would cause the apartment to creak.

I tilt my head, but there’s nothing more and I almost smile. Why am I being so paranoid? I walk to the fridge, grabbing myself a bottle of water; gulp it down and look through some papers. I have work in the morning.

I sit down at the counter, skimming through one of the reports of a big operation we have tomorrow when I think I hear something again.

Tilting my head, I pause, I really am imagining things. I shake my head. Well, I should shower and get to bed. I need to get out of this dress too.

I get up and walk to the bedroom. Sighing, I mull over everything with Zaia. I hate how life has done her dirty. I wish there was more I could do for her.

I’ll keep sending her the antidote, and I’ll keep checking her bloods but it’s just not enough. Fucking stupid alpha!

That stupid bitch Annalise!

Karma. Karma will bite their ass.

I walk to my bedroom, pausing when I see it standing ajar. Strange, I’m sure I shut the door when I left. I specifically remember trapping my dress in it and then opening it, pulling out the dress and then closing it…

I step inside and flip the light switch. Darkness. I groan in annoyance. “Do I

reflex, I turn sharply, my heart dropping when I see the tall, masked man who stands in the corner behind the door. He’s in baggy clothing with his hood up, his head is lowered and in his

lifting it up and swinging it at him with all my might. He ducks, and the table goes flying against

knowing I’m no match for

bedroom when he grabs my dress, yanking me back into the room and kicking the door shut.

floor. Fuck, he’s strong! I’m about to shout for help, but his gloved hand covers my mouth. “I need to make sure

A what?

wrong person!” I say as he grabs me by the arm and violently

me and let me see if there’s

me go?” I ask, my heart thundering, feeling his strong

wraps around my throat squeezing tightly. He pauses slightly, and at that moment I’m able to see

My heart plummets as confusion fills me. He was asleep in the car ten minutes ago. “If you really aren’t, then, of course,’ he says, caressing my cheek. “But one sound and I will kill

even though he’s speaking extremely low, it’s him. It’s Sebastian. But if I tell him I know… he might just kill me… even if he’s wearing

sensing his anger rising as he yanks and pulls my hair –

it is…” he yanks my

I manage to throw him back. My eyes blaze

be able to do this,

yanking me to the ground. I grab the bed sheets trying to pull myself up but it’s futile and I only manage to drag the bedding right off.

raising his hammer and then intense pain ricochets through my head. I let out

he keeps striking my head, bludgeoning it with the hammer. My

darkness and that silver light…

is it… I can feel

is being split open and the pain-

most excruciating

(PRESENT)

as I look around the car, my heart hammering. I’m safe. I’m safe. I clutch my head as I rock myself, trying to compose my emotions.

my head lingering. My head still has

I reply quietly. “And no one would have thought much of the symbol at the hospital,” Sebastian says

just hidden and once her hair began growing, we wouldn’t have noticed it,” Jai

them in French, but it was too much, and I am left shaken. Zaia wraps her arms around me. “It’s ok, no one

were the ones who apparently found me… but at the same time, it’s obvious they could cook up

see when you came?” I ask, wondering what they’ll say. “Someone peeped through the eyehole, but no one answered the

bedroom, I think we might have come just in time,” Sebastian says. Zion’s watching us curiously. For a

soft and full of concern as he

she’ll learn the truth, there’s no need to force her to believe us,” Sebastian says quietly. “I initially thought he had jumped but he had locked himself in your bathroom, I chased

frowning. Does she trust Sebastian? I look at

or a twin,” I say quietly. “You aren’t the first to say that,” Sebastian says quietly, I look up with intrigue, and Zaia

me, killing countless people and several of my guards. I managed to get his visor up and although I said to the police, I

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