I Am The Luna

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She bursts through the door like the Goddess herself, a deep orange glow coating

her vibrant auburn fur as she launches herself at me.

I jump to the side as she snarls, turning and glaring at me and for a moment all I can

think of is how magnificent and powerful she looks.

“Zaia!” Hugh says, concern and fear in his eyes, but he has nothing to worry about. I

will not let her get hurt, even if it means I have to warn her.

She snarls at me, showing off her deadly fangs.

One cannot say her wolf is beautiful, the word does not do justice to her

otherworldly appearance. She looks like a beast, one that is made to match mine,

simply far more impressive.

‘What are you waiting for?‘ I hear Gaultier snarl in my head, and it snaps me from my

trance as Zaia swipes the key towards Hugh with her paw.

Perfect.

“Well, we meet again,” I say coldly, knowing I’m being watched, watching as Hugh

unlocks the other cuff quickly.

She simply snarls as she launches herself at me.

‘Why didn’t you tell me that you were choosing the other side? I wouldn’t have stopped you!‘ she asks, her voice piercing through the mind link.

“If

you can’t kill her, then you need to take her hostage. Zade is on his way to you,‘

Gaultier growls through the link. I can hear the sound of wolves shouting and

wonder if Atticus has managed to hold Zade back.

Take her hostage… no. I feel uneasy but keep my face emotionless.

‘Understood. She’s not leaving here.” I say, taking out my gun.

Come on, Foxie…

As predicted, she launches herself at me and slams me aside, making the gun go

flying.

I growl back as she stares at me, her burning orange eyes filled with pain and rage.

“You should leave before the others get here, and they stop you. You know you can’t

take on three of us, Zaia.‘ I reply emotionlessly through the mind link. Hoping she

stopped being fucking stubborn and got out of here.

My only reply is a battle cry as she launches herself at me, and I shift. If I didn’t, I

would have broken a few bones. The impact knocks the wind from me, throwing me into the far wall with a deafening bang.

‘Get the fuck up, man!‘ Gaultier snarls.

I’m not sure how he knows what’s happening in here, or if someone is relaying what

is happening through the cameras to him. But I need to make this look real because

both Gerard and the ‘Father‘ as they called him, trust Gaultier and will take his word

over mine.

‘I know. Get the fuck out of my head.‘ I snarl as I throw Zaia off me, but she simply

turns and launches herself at me again. If the situation wasn’t so dire, I would have

admired her strength. ‘Zaia, listen to me.”

‘Not unless you have a reason!‘ she shouts back, snarling.

I can’t tell her about Sia, not when it could kill her, but I need to warn her.

I push her off me, swiping out at her. It’s hurting. Fuck, I can’t hurt her, but my hands

are tied.

My heart clenches as I swipe at her right flank, but she doesn’t let it stop her and

once again she runs at me with deadly vengeance, ripping into me.

Sharp pain rushes through me and the smell of blood reaches me before my blood

sprays across the room. I snarl, but it does not affect her.

She’s a beast, out for blood and vengeance. Her aim is to hurt me, and I no longer

need to pretend to be fighting her when she is hell–bent on trying to kill me.

Defending myself is enough to make this look like a real fight.

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