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.

reply, and he’s recovered fast, rushing

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

at me and I’m looking into a pair of grey eyes, but one of them doesn’t have

is that? He smiles slightly, and my heart skips a beat as a strong sense of familiarity

His voice is deep

know who

looks a lot like Dad. His eyes are the colour of Mom’s, but there’s a

“Zade,” I say quietly.

see

know who

I say. “And

he says with

“No, I didn’t.”

left her several minutes earlier.” He whispers challengingly. “You’re sick,” I

might still wake

is so special about you… but you picked the wrong side!” He snarls, before he swings his fist at me. I duck, kicking out at his feet from beneath

going on?!” The shout from

him glance towards the

myself at him, trying to stop him. We struggle

Just a bit longer!

he slams his elbow into my chest, throwing me off with such power I go flying across the room and hit the

Pain rushes through my head, as the door is

going on?!” One of the guards shouts as three men burst

the window! Secure the area! Capture him! We have a killer out

the

from the room, and I touch the back of my head. I can feel the wetness and look down

Blood.

I walk over to the bed, as I watch one of the guards check Mom’s pulse. Deep down I

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