I Am The Luna

VALERIE.

My heart races, the phone almost slipping from my hold as his words ring in my mind.

Zade turns, carrying me over to the chest of drawers and places me on top of it, still holding me tightly as he takes his own phone out and types something in on the web browser.

“I’m coming there,” Atticus adds firmly.

I’m about to stop him when I hesitate. “Fine… umm, I’ll text you the address because I’ve moved out of the apartment complex,” I say, looking at Zade who

nods.

“Ok, why?”

“I’ll talk to you in person,” I answer slowly.

“Alright, just stay safe, Valerie. Maybe you moving wasn’t a good idea.” Atticus replies quietly.

“I’m not a kid, Atticus…”

“I know, but it doesn’t mean I can’t worry. I’ll see you soon. I’m booking my flight right now.”

I bid him farewell and close my eyes, leaning back against the wall. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“It’s for the better, they need to know… I need to check if Matt is ok,” Zade says. quietly.

“Yeah… I’m really sorry…” I say quietly as he clicks on another link and the

words ‘Driver Dead‘ emblazoned on the screen.

Guilt rushes through me, and I feel terrible.

“I’m so, so sorry.”

“No… It’s not your fault… this isn’t on you.”

I nod, although I don’t feel better.

“We’re going to have to go down to the station. That was my car,” I sigh.

“We’ll deal with this,” Zade promises.

“You’re not chipped, and neither am I now. What if they ask for your name?” I

ask, trying to calm the anxiousness I’m feeling.

“I have a fake ID. You don’t need to worry about me,” he says, and I nod. He’s careful, he’ll be ok. It’s me who is a mess here.

“Send your brother the address and we’ll head to the station in the meantime,” he combs his fingers through my hair as he looks into my eyes.

I sigh heavily, resting my forehead against his. “Today is just going all wrong.”

“It’ll get better. Come on, we’ll grab something to eat too,” he kisses my shoulder and I nod, sighing.

“Means I’m going to have to tell Atticus about us.”

“Not ready?” he asks quietly, his gaze dipping to my breasts, his eyes darkening. “We could leave that part out.”

“No. I am ready,” I answer softly; even if it is going to be hard, I’m not going to pretend we are not together. I chose him because I have seen the good in him, even if he is rough around the edges.

He’s watching me intently, his fingers playing with the strap of my bra. “Come on, then.“.

A part of me wants to finish what we began, but life just isn’t giving us a break.

I nod. “Give me a minute,” I sigh.

“I’ll get the rest of the stuff out of the truck,” he says, his hands caressing my waist before he moves back.

I nod. “Make sure you bring everything into this room…” I say.

He raises an eyebrow, looking down at me. “Everything?”

“Yeah, I mean when I need to cool off you can go to the other room… but I think we can share a room… I want to…” I answer with a pout.

His grey eye glints. “I know other ways to cool you off…” he murmurs, glancing at me before he leaves the room, his fingers combing through his hair once again.

I blush lightly, sitting there before my mind drifts to darker thoughts and I ponder over the crash.

Unlocking my phone, I go on to my own web browser and search for the story. Watching the video as two cars with no number plates close in on my car from both sides.

My heart thuds as one of the cars makes a flash of memory from the night before

rush to the forefront of my head. Something I had not paid attention to. I had. seen that blue–grey truck parked at the apartment complex the night before.

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thuds as I stare at my screen, watching as the truck smashes into my car from the side, forcing mine to careen to the side of the road. The hazard lights are on and I feel terrified for Matt, knowing what is to come…

What if I had driven it myself?

Zade was right… it wasn’t sate… This is getting out of hand, and something needs to be done.

“Still nothing coming to mind, Doctor?” the officer asks patronisingly.

“No, I don’t know who is after me. I have done nothing to become a target… but it’s becoming a common thing, isn’t it? A werewolf being hunted?” I snap, my patience wearing thin with his indirect jabs regarding why I would have some enemies‘.

“Not that we’ve heard-”

“That is a lie. I have had two acquaintances gone, and I reported both…” Zade

says.

“I wonder why… you don’t really look like an honourable citizen, right? I see your type every day.”

“Excuse me, you might be an officer, but you will show respect,” I say coldly, feeling a flare of protectiveness and irritation rush through me, “I am a doctor, officer, and I won’t hesitate to report this appalling attitude of yours.”

I’m not sure how much power that would hold, but it does make him look away from Zade, who remains emotionless.

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