I Am The Luna

Chapter 0395

ZADE.

She walks off, her hips swaying slightly, her ass catching my attention, and the primal instinct to claim her in every fucking way is roaring through me. I want her, to claim her, fuck her, own her and….

Ruin her.

She doesn’t realise how hard she is making it for me to control myself right now…

“She’s gone, stop staring,” Atticus growls. m

I smirk humourlessly, leaning back in my seat. She’s already left me with a semi- hard–on and a hunger that only her sweet tight pussy can satiate.

“I’ll do what I want. I’ll let you know now that I don’t like being told what to do, and I’m tolerating your bullshit because of her. But that’s as far as it goes, simply because we have someone we care about in common. So just remember, don’t fucking push me, I’m no longer your fucking prisoner.”

My eyes lock with his, my eye shimmering blue, his aura swirls around us as we stare one another down before I scoff and look away. All the fucking alpha pride radiating off him is making me sick.

leave the siblings to talk. Spending this much time in the presence of an egotistical asshole pisses me

that leads to the kitchen, I walk

bit of time with your brother,‘ I say to her, wrapping my arm around

shuddering

she needs me as much

too long, right?” she

I reply, kissing

concern in her eyes as she lets go of the mug that she is holding and turns to face me. “You’re not going to do anything dangerous, are you?” She

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it’s strange having someone care for you… I wrap my arms around her and rest

she asks through the mind–link.

and look down at her, studying her, but she simply smiles, leaning up and

her before turning and leaving. I don’t plan to go far, anyway. I just need away from Payne. I climb up the side of the house until I reach the roof, walking over it until I get to the ridge and choose a good spot to sit with

the animals scurrying around in the woodlands, and the soft breeze calms me. I stare at the moon, wondering if the Goddess is even up there. Does

every night…hoping and praying for something more…

Happiness.

Somewhere I belong.

come home to…

the fear that I might lose her is always there. I am used to having nothing, used to

the roof and stare up at the sky. I did get the prettiest little mate, though. The corner of my lips tugs up in the tiniest smirk and I close my

still sense her, feel her

Home.