I Am The Luna

Chapter 101

I look down at my gun on the bed and trying to keep my heart steady, I grab the gun and spin around, swinging it at the person creeping up on me.

It’s a man. He’s tall and clearly well- built, wearing black sweatpants and a hoodie. It’s all I see as a low snarl escapes him and he shoves me back with immense force.

Blindly, I pull the trigger on the gun. The sound is loud as the bullet hits the ceiling. The man is on top of me fast, his knee to my stomach as he throws me onto the bed, grabbing my hair as he hits me across the face.

I kick out blindly, trying to get up, only for the man to throw a punch at me. I can taste blood in my mouth as I struggle to free myself and roll off the bed, hitting the carpeted floor.

This man is strong.

Everything is happening so fast and the way he’s moving, I can tell he is not new to this. He’s wearing a baseball cap that covers his eyes and although I’m trying to get a look at him, I’m unable to.

He grabs hold of my ankle when I try to kick him and yanks my legs out from under me, but this time I’m ready and I don’t plan to go down that easily this time.

I’m unable to pull the trigger on the gun that I’m still holding, but twisting, I slam the end of it into his crotch with all the strength I can muster, a low growl ripping from my throat.

He grunts and lets go of me, yanking the gun from my hold and swinging it at me despite clutching his crotch. I jump to my feet, breathing hard.

He doesn’t reply, and he’s recovered fast, rushing at me once again, but

push back with all force, throwing him to the ground. His aura fills the room, and he growls menacingly. I can hear shouting and the sound

a pair of grey eyes, but one of them doesn’t have

smiles slightly, and my heart skips a beat as a strong sense of

He whispers. His voice is deep yet soft, rhythmic

who

eyes are the colour of Mom’s,

“Zade,” I say quietly.

and I see the glimmer of

who

I do. You look just like Dad.” I say.

he says

“No, I didn’t.”

She was alive when I left her several minutes earlier.” He

still

picked the wrong side!” He snarls, before he swings his fist at me. I duck, kicking out at his feet from

on?!” The shout from

glance towards the

the window and I throw myself at him, trying to stop him. We struggle for a few moments, the running footsteps getting

Just a bit longer!

off with such power I go

as I slide down the wall. Pain rushes through my head, as the door

the guards shouts

feet. “Out the window! Secure the area! Capture him! We have a killer out there!” I shout as the guards

“Take the staff into custody, I want to know how this happened!” I say, feeling

back of my head.

Blood.

I watch one of the guards check Mom’s pulse. Deep down I pray that maybe I’m mistaken and that there’ll be a heartbeat. Even

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