I Am The Luna

VALERIE

My boat and mind are both still a mess of emotions and thoughts. What is he doing here? I run my hand through my hair for the thousandth time and I’m certain my permes culs probably look like I’ve had an electric shock by now.

de is here

Be’s working here

How did we end up in the same place? I would say he followed me, but I can’t, not when he’s the one with a job here.

Goddess!

I want to message Atticus or even Zaia, but… how do I do that when he vanished once already?

And why shouldn’t I do that?

He would probably just disappear again.

Isn’t that what I want, for him to vanish again?

I close my eyes as I stop, kicking a stick, and stare at the stone underneath the scatter of leaves and dirt.

Wh…

And he spoke!

I was beginning to think he had become a mute!

I turn around, biting my thumb lightly before I let out an exasperated sigh and turn back to the path. It’s late… I should just head home again. Today has been

ruined.

That’s what Zade Toussaint does: ruin everything.

I roll my eyes as I head back to my place, not even realising how much time has passed until now. I didn’t even get to do much sightseeing.

It takes me a while to figure out where I am, and with the help of my phone, 1 finally get back home. The sun is already dipping when I finally step into the apartment complex.

1 stop in my tracks when I see my car parked there. The setting sun hitting the

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VALERIE.

My heart and mind are both still a mess of emotions and thoughts. What is Ite doing here? I run my hand through my hair for the thousandth time and I’m certain my permed curls probably look like I’ve had an electric shock by now.

Zade is here.

He’s working here.

How did we end up in the same place? I would say he followed me, but I can’t, not when he’s the one with a job here.

Goddess!

I want to message Atticus or even Zaia, but… how do I do that when he vanished. once already?

And why shouldn’t I do that?

He would probably just disappear again.

Isn’t that what I want, for him to vanish again?

I close my eyes as I stop, kicking a stick, and stare at the stone underneath the scatter of leaves and dirt.

Why….

And he spoke!

I was beginning to think he had become a mute!

I turn around, biting my thumb lightly before I let out an exasperated sigh and turn back to the path. It’s late… I should just head home again. Today has been

ruined.

That’s what Zade Toussaint does: ruin everything.

I roll my eyes as I head back to my place, not even realising how much time has passed until now. I didn’t even get to do much sightseeing.

It takes me a while to figure out where I am, and with the help of my phone, I finally get back home/The sun is already dipping when I finally step into the apartment complex.

I stop in my tracks when I see my car parked there. The setting sun hitting the

bonnet.

How?

My heartbeat quickens as I stare at it, swallowing hard.

How did he know where I lived?

Stalker.

Killer.

Mate.

I close my eyes, trying to calm my emotions as I storm over to the car, irritation rising through me.

“Well, looks like he took a liking to you to bring your car back too. That punk doesn’t do that for just anyone!” The same old man who had recommended his

garage says.

“Oh, really?” I cock a brow, wishing I never listened to him, to begin with!

“Aiy.”

Aiy my foot!

He scratches his beard wandering off and I resist growling in annoyance.

Where is the key?

I try the door but it’s locked and sighing I head inside, wondering if someone told him where I lived. I walk upstairs, but if I’m expecting the key outside the door, I’m sorely mistaken.

Is he going to just hold on to it? Well, maybe that means he doesn’t know what apartment I’m in… Although since he’s learned to talk now, he probably could have asked. Even if he doesn’t know… I bet he could easily break into all the apartments…

The whirlwind of thoughts comes to a stop when I unlock the door, step inside. and stare at the ground where the key is sitting on the floor.

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Meaning he knows where I live.

My heart pounds as I glance around the apartment, knowing that he could get in if he wanted, just like Sebastian’s brother did once long ago when he tried to kill me. I shudder at the thought that my so– called mate was from the same team as him.

Locking the door, I go around looking in all the places a person could possibly hide and making sure there is no one here. Once I’m satisfied, I strip and head to shower, and that’s when I realise he hasn’t mentioned anything about how much I owe him and neither did I ask.

Great… do I go find him tomorrow?

Well, that is an issue for another day, because today I don’t want to think of him any longer!

Night has fallen and I’m feeling a lot more relaxed after some noodles and a movie. I’m out on the balcony with my mug of coffee in my oversized tee. It’s quite spacy out here and I think there’s enough space for a chair and some plants.

Hmm. Maybe I’ll go shopping for one tomorrow.

It’s peaceful out here…

I smile softly, watching the wind rustle in the trees when suddenly the adjoining apartment light switches on and I turn, unable to stop myself despite the fact I shouldn’t, and look through the glass window.

I freeze when I see the man step out of the steam that emits from the bathroom, in nothing but a towel that sits low on his hips, revealing a very defined adonis belt. He has a towel over his head as he rubs his hair. A body that is drop–dead perfect and one that I’ve seeing all too many times in the past.

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