I Am The Luna

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VALERIE.

His eyes widen ever so slightly before he pulls free from my hold, turning away.

“I’m done with your games. Now get the fuck out of here and go back to your pack,” he says coldly.

“I’m not going anywhere, and you can’t tell me to.” I counter quietly, my heart racing.

“Then you’re going to die because I won’t be around for long,” he answers harshly.

My heart skips a beat. “Wait what?”

“And you might want to tell your precious Alphas they’re getting their own people killed. Demand the government stop this propaganda. This tracking us like animals? They are only giving more reason for those who believed in the Sable to realise that we do need to protect ourselves. This will cause a war and I assure you I will be on the frontline leading the rebellion because I’m not going to sit back and let our kind die to please others.” He snarls as he staggers to his

feet.

“Zade…” Despite the weight of his words that truly resonate within me, I am unable to ignore how ill he looks. I stare at the large black–red bruise that covers his entire side. “What the hell happened to you?” I get off the bed and I walk over to him, forcing his hand away.

“It does

fucking matter. Are you listening to a word I’m saying, Valerie?” He grabs my shoulders, shaking me as if wanting to snap me out of something.

I look up at him, my eyes snapping back to his body. “Yes, I am, but your injury looks infected. I need to take a look at it.” I say. He doesn’t realise I’m going insane seeing him like this.

“I don’t need you taking care of me. I need you to listen, so when you return home, you pass my message on,” he says, urgency clear in his voice.

My heart thuds as I try to focus on his words without my mind spinning at the horrific bruising. It’s bad. It might need to be drained… “I will… but before you can take care of others, Zade, we need to fix you,” I whisper as he moves away just when I try to touch him.

“You aren’t understanding how fucking serious this is.” He snarls lowly.

“I am! I am,” I say softly as I close the distance between us. “But can I please check you first? I promise I will listen to you after that.” I push, cupping his face, How is he even functioning? His entire side is in a horrific state.

He closes his eyes for a second before gripping my wrists, staring down at my forearm, which has begun healing already. “Are you aware that you were almost killed?”

“Yes. But I’m fine, right? But you’re not.”

“And you care why? Is it because your friend isn’t here? To see you’re worried about a killer?” he asks coldly, making my heart ache.

“She already knows about you,” I say quietly as I examine the large bruise that taints his gorgeous body. His body reacts to my touch as my fingers ghost along

his waist.

“So, she gave you her stamp of approval, is that it?” he counters icily.

My eyes flash as I look up at him. “First of all, she has nothing to do with anything or why I’m here. But she said she too believes you deserve a second

nce. She has faith in you, Zade. You may not have any family, but Zaia, it’s not Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

too late.”

He scoffs.

“No, thanks.”

“Look… I’m confused Zade, I was confused. How am I supposed to understand these feelings? You are the man who killed my boyfriend. How am I supposed to understand that I am falling for you despite everything? All I needed was some time!” I exclaim in frustration, the words aren’t coming out right!

“Can you keep your voice down?” he growls, glancing towards the door.

“Yes, I panicked. I know you were on the run. You didn’t want them to know where you were, I didn’t want her to realise you were around! Yes, I shouldn’t have done what I did, but I panicked! What can I do to make you believe that? Want me to call Sebastian and Atticus and tell them?! Because I fucking will.” I growl, keeping my voice lower this time as I glare up at him.

“You’re fucking crazy,” he says quietly, letting go of me as he turns away.

About you.

“Zade… please, just let me check your injury,” I say, frustrated.

He doesn’t respond, simply staring off to the side as I hurry to gather some

towels and pick up his dagger.

“No.”

I pause, looking at him, as his gaze rakes over me and I realise I’m prancing around in my bra and pants.

“I wish you could understand what I’m trying to say. I’m not good with words, Zade.”

“But I do need you to explain it to me… because I don’t fucking get it,” he says quietly as he advances on me, caging me against the wall behind me as he looks into my eyes leaning his weight on his hands.

“What don’t you get?” I whisper breathlessly.

“What exactly would you tell Atticus and Sebastian?” he asks quietly, tilting his head as he gazes into my eyes.

My heart’s racing at his proximity and I let the towel I was holding slip from my fingers.

“I’d tell them I’m falling for my mate… That I want to be a part of Zade Toussaint’s life and that I don’t care what anyone thinks… I’ll tell them…” I trail off, my heart pounding as he gets closer and my gaze dips to his lips.

“Yeah?” he breathes huskily, pushing me to continue, his breathless voice making my core knot in desire.

“I’ll tell them that I don’t care how crazy this is… I don’t care if it makes no sense. I don’t care if I have to give it all up… but I know that I want you, Zade, and yes, I’m fucking crazy because you make me crazy! You shut me out, and it’s driving me-

“Prove it.”

My eyes widen as I look into his blazing eyes, one a milky white with the faint outline of his faded grey pupil and the other a brilliant blue…

I will.

Boldly, I lock my arms around his neck, arching my back as I press myself full against him. I don’t hold back the whimper of pleasure as I tug him down, our lips colliding, making explosive sparks course through me.

He doesn’t waste a moment, his arms wrapping around my tiny waist before he kisses me hungrily, roughly even. Possessive, dominant and rough as he slams my body up against the wall behind me.

I groan at the impact, one that changes into a moan as we kiss hungrily.

His anger is like an inferno, and I can feel his emotions through the kiss we share, but despite his rage… I’m only getting turned on as his fingers dig into my hips, his teeth biting down on my lip as he ravishes my mouth. The taste of my blood mixing with the taste of his mouth…

Goddess, this man is an addiction.

I gasp, my arousal strong in the air as I let myself go, channelling all my turmoil and passion into this emotion–fuelled kiss…

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