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…

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

about to turn to leave the room when I see a slight movement from the corner of my eye. On reflex, I turn sharply, my heart dropping when I see the tall, masked man who stands in the corner behind the door. He’s

grab the small vanity table that stands beside the door, lifting it up and swinging it at him with all my might. He ducks, and the table goes flying against

no match for him!

yanking me back into the room and kicking the door shut. He grabs my hair and

I hit the floor. Fuck, he’s strong! I’m about to shout for help, but

A what?

that is! You got the wrong person!” I say as he grabs me by the arm

and let me see if there’s a mark or not. You might just live,” he snarls. That voice

for, will you let me go?” I ask,

muscle and in a battle of strength, I will lose. His hand wraps around my throat squeezing tightly. He pauses slightly, and at that moment I’m

asleep in the car ten minutes ago. “If you really aren’t, then, of course,’ he says, caressing my

know… he might just kill me… even if he’s wearing that black mask. I remain frozen as he moves my head sharply and begins searching for something. What

his anger rising as he yanks and

there it is…” he yanks my hair as his attention falls to the hammer that lies on

I manage to throw him back. My eyes blaze and suddenly everything in the room is

eyes! I’m using them! It’s rare for a werewolf to be able to do this, but I

but not for long as he grabs my arm, yanking me to the ground. I grab the bed sheets trying to pull myself up but

head. I let out a choked gasp and I

a faint silver glow spreading around me, but the pain is too much. “I’ll destroy it,” He hisses, as he keeps striking my head, bludgeoning it

the darkness and that silver light…

is it… I can feel

is being split open and the

pause, and then the most excruciating pain

(PRESENT)

I gasp 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

in my

fine,” I reply quietly. “And no one would have thought much

of stitches and damage her head had, there’s a possibility it was just hidden and once her hair began growing, we wouldn’t have noticed it,” Jai

was too much, and I am left shaken. Zaia wraps her

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

wondering what they’ll say. “Someone peeped through the eyehole, but no one answered

the door down and found you in your bedroom, I think we might have come just in time,” Sebastian says. Zion’s watching us curiously. For a three-year-old, my gorgeous nephew

eyes are soft and full of concern as he watches me. “He told me to get you to the hospital fast and

her to believe us,” Sebastian says quietly. “I initially thought

an Alpha,” Zaia says, frowning. Does she trust Sebastian? I look at her, but

have a doppelgänger or a twin,” I say quietly. “You aren’t the first to say that,” Sebastian says quietly,

a shooter on a bike attacked me, killing countless people and several of my guards. I managed to get his visor up and although I said to the police, I didn’t see him… his eyes were just like

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