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…

my head as I step inside and flip the light switch. Darkness. I groan in

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

and I instantly grab the small vanity table that stands beside the door, lifting it up and swinging it at him with all my

no match for him! I need to alert

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

do you want!” I scream as I hit the floor. Fuck, he’s strong! I’m about to shout for help, but his gloved hand covers my mouth. “I need to make

A what?

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

I struggle fruitlessly. “Don’t fight me and let me see if there’s

I’m not who you’ ‘re looking for, will you let me go?” I ask, my heart thundering, feeling

rock. He’s pure 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 able to see his blue

was asleep in the car ten minutes ago. “If you really aren’t,

him I know… he might just kill

his anger rising as he yanks and pulls my hair – until he takes a

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

begin struggling as he lifts it, and I manage to throw him back. My eyes blaze and suddenly everything in the room

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

for long as he grabs my arm, yanking me to the ground. I grab the bed sheets trying to pull myself up but it’s futile and I only manage

through my head. I let out

keeps striking my head, bludgeoning it with the hammer. My ears are ringing and

me into the darkness

I can

being split open and the

pause, and then the most

(PRESENT)

I’m safe. I

ghostly pain in my head lingering. My head still has the

would have thought much of the symbol at the hospital,”

of stitches and damage her head had, there’s a possibility it was just hidden and once

I am left shaken. Zaia wraps her arms around me. “It’s ok, no one will

have been when we knocked?” Jai asks, looking at Sebastian. They were the ones who apparently found me… but at the same time, it’s obvious they could cook up a story to feed everyone… They were together; they are best

what they’ll say. “Someone peeped through the eyehole, but no one answered the door so Seb broke the

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 is

soft and full of concern as

Sebastian says quietly. “I initially thought he had jumped but he had locked

I look at her, but I don’t know… I think she

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

ago, a shooter on a bike attacked me, killing countless people and several of my guards. I managed to get his visor up

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