I Am The Luna

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Urgh!

Sleep is still weighing me down, but I need to check the door…

I touch my forehead, about to get out of bed, when suddenly someone jumps from the shadows of the room and slams me back onto the bed.

I open my mouth to scream, but he clamps a hand over it as he climbs on top of

1. me.

Instantly I go into defence mode.

Stupid human, does he really think- wait, what is going on?

I… I feel so weak…

I struggle, and he strikes me across the face, dizzying me.

What the fuck!

Unhand me, you bastard!

His nails dig into my thighs as he tries to force my legs open. It’s hard, but I’m still pretty strong. My eyes sting when he grabs my throat, choking me until my vision darkens, but I still don’t give up.

I’m… my body becomes limp as all energy seems to ebb away even though I am. trying to hold myself together.

“Finally,” he whispers chillingly. “Now I’ll show you werewolf scum exactly what you’re good for…”

My heart thunders as I fight against him, ignoring the pain as something metal on his wrist rips into my leg.

I stare at the hooded figure above me, watching as if in slow motion as he pins both my hands above my head, shoving something into my mouth.

The terrifying reality of what he is trying to do hits me.

No! No. This is not going to happen!

I can’t see his face but I can sense his gaze raking over me.

Has he drugged me?

How did he get in

My mind is alive and racing, but my body isn’t cooperating

My heart thumps as I watch the hooded man unzip his pants.

No, fuck no.

I’m struggling to get my body to move but he’s far stronger right now, I try to bring my powers forth, but it’s like something heavy is clogging their path.

Move Valerie!

My head and chest pound as I fight against my assaulter. I will never let anyone take advantage of me! He hits me across the face again when suddenly he’s thrown off me.

But before I can even think it’s my doing, I see Zade standing there in a pair of sweatpants, his eye burning a deep simmering blue, as he drags the man by the neck and slams the wall, his aura emanating off him.

him again.

“Your last mistake was choosing her as your victim,” his deep husky voice

sounds chilling, reminding me of the deepest, darkest part of a forest that no one dare venture into.

I force myself up, sitting on the bed, staring at the marks on my legs when I had tried to put up a fight.

“Let go of me!” The man hisses. His hood has come down, and he looks like.

someone high on drugs, but he flinches at one look from Zade. To my surprise, Zade lets go of him, allowing him to drop to the ground, and that’s when I see the gun in Zade’s other hand.

My heart pounds as he turns towards me. His deep blue aura wraps around the man, choking him as the man tries to move but fails, grappling with his bindings, fear etched on his face.

Zade walks over to the bed, each step echoes loudly in the room and for a second, I feel like I’m out of the frying pan and into the fire. The attacker feels like nothing compared to the power and aura that encompasses Zade. That deadly aura filling the room, devouring every corner…

My chest rises and falls as I simply sit there, unable to move as Zade steps closer. His eyes dip to my torn shirt that hangs off my shoulder, I’m about to fix it but before I can, the tip of his gun touches my stinging cheek making my breath hitch.

His eyes follow his gun as he trails it over my bruised neck, down my arm,

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touching my sore wrist, and then his gaze dips to my bare thighs. I suddenly feel exposed under his gaze, but my legs feel far too heavy for me to even move them.