I Am The Luna

The chip! He’s trying to get it out.

My heart thunders, but I don’t move as I stare up at him and he slowly removes his hand from my mouth.

He pauses, and his eyes snap up, his good eye burning into mine.

“It’s the only way,” he whispers, tossing the dagger onto the bed and probing into my arm with his fingers.

My eyes sting as I try not to let out any sound, nodding to show my

understanding. For a second, he searches my eyes before returning his attention.

to my arm.

I clench my teeth tightly, biting down on the cloth as he probes around in my arm for the chip.

Fuck, it hurts!

He has my thighs pinned, stopping me from moving, and I can hear the footsteps coming closer.

How will he find a tiny chip?!

He keeps glancing at the door and his heart is thudding as hard as mine, and that terrifies me.

“Got it.” he breathes, and I see him looking at the small bloody bit he’s holding.

I watch as he puts it into his mouth. Despite it being covered in my blood and bites down on it, I see the slight spark of blue electricity before it fizzles out and he destroys it completely.

But I have no time to stare in awe as he grabs the hem of my shirt and yanks it up. As if they have a mind of their own, my arms oblige, lifting up, allowing him to yank my top over my head,

His eyes flash as his gaze falls on my breasts.

“We have to look like we’re a normal couple. They probably have your

information,” He mutters, wiping the blood from his hands onto my shirt before dabbing it on my arm.

A frown crosses his forehead before he looks up at me and pulls the cloth from my mouth.

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“I’m fine,” I whisper and he nods, spitting the chip out into the shirt and shoving the shirt under the pillow. Before I can say anything else, he places a finger to my lips as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him. “Don’t move and pretend to be sleeping…

I nod against his chest, feeling so relieved and safe in his arms. Although he told me he wouldn’t be able to fight them, I still feel protected.

He’s hurt, and he’s weak and his irregular heartbeat is proof of that, yet here I am feeling relaxed and calm in his arms. He pulls the blanket over us, his arm loosening slightly as his breathing becomes heavy and rhythmic.

“One of these rooms. The chip’s gone off. I’m sure they couldn’t have left so quickly.” Someone mutters.

Silence, then I hear a door open in the distance.

My place!

“Relax and keep your face hidden,” Zade murmurs, but even then, his hand that is beneath me is holding the knife, just in case. We were banking on this working but there’s a high chance it might not….

My heart is thumping as I wait for what feels like an eternity, listening out for any small sound. I hear fiddling with the lock to Zade’s place and I press myself closer to him, slipping my knee between his thighs as I focus on my breathing.

Calm down, Val…

The door opens quietly, and I hear quiet footsteps that no human ears would hear approaching before someone stops at the door to the bedroom.

I hear the door that was left open a crack open wider and feel eyes on us. They remain like that and Zade moves his head as if adjusting it on the pillow in his sleep as he moves onto his back, appearing as if he indeed has no care in the world.

Only I know he’s only making it easier to get up if he needs to.

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