I Am The Luna

VALERIE

Zade and I are filling Atticus in on everything we have experienced and we’re up to the part where Zade managed to get the chip out of me and the Arkan entering.

and he was injured himself. If he hadn’t removed my chip at that moment, I’d have been dead. These chips are being used against us. We’re being hunted and these chips are what guide these killers to our locations.”

Atticus is frowning deeply. The food in front of us is barely touched as we relive and talk about those dark moments again.

And how did you get injured?” Atticus asks Zade.

“A couple days back I was… bored. So I went to find them and managed to track at few down, but they’re powerful as if they’ve had professional training and well they used poison against me. They know our weaknesses, and have far more information than they ever should have been able to acquire.”

So that’s how he got injured…

My heart squeezes with fear. “You can’t go facing danger like that,” I say, trying not to think of what could have happened. I know it’s my fault. Why else would have done something so reckless? It’s his way of venting.

That’s something I’ll be talking to him about later. I don’t want to lose him. Ever.

I place my hand on his thigh, making him glance at me, once again making my heart skip a beat under his gaze. This man’s going to give me a heart attack with the effect he has on it.

“And why have neither of you told anyone, especially you Valerie? You could have told Zaia, or me.”

Well, things were a little crazy, but I know Zaia’s been worried and things have been hard already. Zade did say I needed to.” I admit.

He sighs. “This is far more serious. It just proves those chips can be hacked by anyone.”

“That, and/or maybe some higher officials are in on it. You and your people need to make sure the chipping system is abolished and that the deal to identify oneself is removed as compulsory in companies, stores and any other public setting. You are all setting up this world for ruin. For our kinds ruin.” Zade says.

His words are blunt and to the point, but there’s a heavy truth in them, one that hangs between us.

“I’m calling for a meeting,” Atticus says, taking his phone out. “We need to speak there. I know you have not been as active Valerie, but as a member of the Subline, your words will hold power. I would just suggest maybe keep the fact you two are together on the down low.”

“No,” I say instantly. “If who I’m with is an issue to the council, then that’s their problem. Besides, Zade IS my fated mate, chosen for me by the goddess herself. Who are we to argue against that?”

Zade glances at me and although he doesn’t react, the expression on his face almost says but you did, although I know that’s just my own mind. I still feel guilty.

“I don’t think ‘us‘ is anyone’s problem and what? Do you really want me to attend this so–called meeting?” Zade asks, cocking a brow.

Atticus frowns. “Yes, I do. Because you have faced them.”

“And why would anyone believe me?” Zade asks.

“They will. I’ve dropped a message to Zaia. She will sort something out.”

“Do you guys like just leave everything up to her to decide? This entire situation. was her decision, wasn’t it?” Zade asks.

Atticus frowns.

“It’s not Zaia’s fault. She had a lot to do, and that was a decision that we all felt was right. We needed to remember what had happened so we didn’t make the same mistake.” I say. “Besides, look at it now. We’re working together to do what we need to together.”

“You might not like Zaia, but Valerie and she are the best of friends. You might want to remember that.” Atticus says with a cocky grin.

“Not exactly the point I was making… if you’re a team, why not make your decision as a team… why leave her to do it all? How much do you expect one. person to handle?” he shrugs, downing his glass of Coca–Cola before pouring. another. 5

He has a point… it is all on her shoulders…

“Then we come to today. I went to her place in the morning and realised they’d been in her things, so I packed it-” Zade is cut off. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“You stayed the entire night at his place?” Atticus cuts in, now turning to me. “Yes, we’re dating, Atticus? Remember?” Goddess! Are all brothers so weird? “I’m getting a little tired of your constant high–school reactions. Want me to finish or shall I stop?” Zade asks, his eyes now flashing blue.

“Continue.” Atticus growls.

“And for the record, she’s my girl, so get used to the idea of seeing her in my room or in my lap.” I blush at Zade’s words as Atticus‘ jaw ticks in irritation. Zade isn’t even packing on the PDA in his presence in comparison to how Zaia and–a

I’m cut short when Zade suddenly pulls me up from my seat and into his lap. It gasp, grabbing onto his shoulder and I find myself staring into his sexy eyes, our noses millimetres apart.