I Am The Luna

ATTICUS

Her fingers brush down my abdomen tantalisingly, the intense tingles of her touch making pleasure dance through me. A dangerous temptation drawing me in like an intoxicating drug. Each moment around her entices me, binding me. This is the power of the bond and when it promises such pleasure... how can anyone deny it?

All I desire at this moment is to pin her against the very door behind her and ravish her. She awakens something inside of me, something that I know is far from gentleman-like.

I let out a slow shuddering breath as she continues to stare into my eyes as if it were so surprising that the fact he hurt her has pissed me off.

Her stunning green eyes dip to my lips and I feel an illicit spark rush south before I clear my throat and look away. "I uh, should get this cleaned up. Do you have any bandages? I usually have a first aid kit, but I didn't actually include one in my luggage this time."

She looks at me in disbelief before she lets out a laugh. "You carry around a first aid kit? What a prince."

"We get injured a lot, it's logical, wouldn't you agree? Survival? I would assume you would know about that." I reply with a frown. Does she really think it's funny?

"We kinda just do with what we have, you know. No need to get all in a huff." She sounds amused. "Medical aid kits weren't always available. Sometimes we were running with just the clothes on our back, especially after the battle we lost."

"Right," I reply as she leads her way through to the kitchen. "I understand that you ran, but everyone from the Sable were given the option to join new packs. Yes, some were handed prison sentences, but mainly those who were deemed dangerous, but you didn't need to run."

She stops in her tracks, turning and looking at me. "The winners made those decisions. Who knows what my verdict from the Sublime would have been. Our leaders were dead, and the one who survived was your hostage. Don't play nice." Her eyes flash. My words have triggered her, and I can see the resentment in her eyes.

"Adriana-"

"Do you really think it was that simple? You wanted to know how I got these burns, right? It's when those tunnels were blown up. Sure, it was a battle, but the poison to make us suffer longer? Was it necessary? Yeah, don't act like we were given a second chance at life. The winners became the gods to decide our future. Like hell I was going to trust any of you," she snarls, turning and storming to one of the cabinets.

I stand there, a mix of emotions coursing through me. The reason for her burns... we did that... her pain and fear... she had

no choice... she was alone whilst we dined and feasted our victory... I know that there were many who were corrupt in the

Sable, but in the end, it was the goddess who pitched both sides against one another and under an even more corrupt

leadership who took advantage of it.

"I am sorry for that. We had to protect ourselves. I'm sure you know that Lawrence and Gerard were not innocent."

"Oh, believe me, I know, we were forced to join. They killed our families if we denied them, but it doesn't make what

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happened right. Everyone can get all on edge and defensive, but there's more to a story than the 'good guys."

I fall silent as she rummages around the cabinet before she finds the medical aid box.

I approach her slowly, not saying anything and letting her vent. It's still a sensitive subject for her and I understand that. She has valid points. We all made mistakes and decisions that could have been handled better.

"Sit down, I'll do it for you." Her voice is icy, but I don't mind as I step back and take a seat on the bar stool behind me. She might act cold, but she has a heart, which was obvious from the day back then when I asked her about letting me introduce her as my mate to Mom...

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