I Am The Luna

“No, I know, it’s just don’t take this personally. I can have you set up somewhere else if you prefer, I just-”

“I’m fine my dear Luna, but it’s probably my pride. I’m not staying where I’m not wanted, and I don’t want you saying anything to your brother. Please.”

She frowns, nodding, and we fall into silence. “I wanted to ask about your scars… how did you get them?” she asks.

I smile wryly, looking at my arms. “In the caves when we were to attack, and Sebastian King brought them down. He had poison in the bomb. I protected my face but… Yeah, these are staying.”

“I’m so sorry…”

“Don’t be, I’m alive. That’s all that matters. Anyway, could you let Zade know I’m leaving? He knows how to contact me,” I reply, knowing I’m being a little irrational, but I just need to get away from here.

“I will…” she says. “Eat up.” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I force myself to eat the food, and although I know I won’t get such a good meal again in a while, I’m not able to stomach it. I make casual conversation with her until she takes the

dishes and leaves.

The moment she’s gone, I begin grabbing my things; Zade has my laptop, although he had given me my bag, but I will get it from him some other time. Slipping on some boots, I slip out of my room and bid Ada goodbye for now.

I’ll see you soon Ad, soon.

I leave my room, walking down the hall when I stop and look back down the way I came, down the other side of the hall.

The urge to give him two cents of my mind tempts me and no matter how much I try to fight against it the urge only grows.

Turning, I follow his scent, thinking he can be a coward for all I care, but I am not going to make this easier for him. It’s not long before I sniff him out and try the handle on the door.

Locked. (2

I press my ear against the door, wondering if I should knock, but I can hear the faint sound

of a shower running.

Frowning, I crouch down and open my bag, getting to work on the lock. Three minutes later,

I’m in.

Zipping up my bag, I shoulder it as I look towards the bathroom door. Glancing at the floor, I see the clothes he was wearing earlier tossed onto the chair.

Reaching for the bathroom door handle, I slowly turn it and this one opens, and I’m hit by a

douse of steam.

There he is, butt–naked in the shower, and for a moment I find my gaze raking over the god

in front of me.

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At that very moment, he seems to realise he’s not alone and I don’t waste time. Dropping my bag, I yank open the glass door, making sure I don’t look down.

My heart is racing when I look into those sexy grey eyes, his wet hair falling over his forehead, looking too fucking hot.

Do not look down.

“I, Adriana Hidalgo, reject your sorry ass. I don’t do cowards,” I say quietly, despite the harsh stab of pain in my chest. 6

There you go, do as you please. Even though I couldn’t bring myself to officially reject him, it’s enough to hurt.

He seems shocked but I guess he isn’t used to people barging in on him taking a shower.

“Listen-” His eyes blaze green and I scoff, giving him a fake smirk as I turn, grabbing my bag and making a run for it out of the room. 2

I hear him curse, my heart thundering with every single step I take. Each step I take adds to the crushing pain in my chest…

Goodbye, Alpha Payne. May you find the Luna you want, because I’m not sticking around to be treated like trash.4

I may be a street rat, I might have nothing to my name but I have self respect and pride, and I ain’t bowing or begging before anyone.

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