Page 103 of My Only Luna

I walk through the room, my footsteps echoing in the silence. My heart is loud though, and I wrap my arms around myself, looking at the walls and the side tables, past the tools, knives and everything else he used to torture me. I frown when I spot something I never really remembered. Papers and photographs litter the floor.

What are these?

I crouch down and pick up a bunch of them. My blood runs cold, realising they are images of me! It’s me as a child, blurred pictures taken from the CCTV around this very pack.

So many. My heart thumps faster, my stomach twisting.

Why did he have these?

I will never know why he had been so infatuated with abusing me. My eyes fall to the wall on the same side as the door, and I gasp. There on the wall is a huge map of England. String and red crosses are littered everywhere.

There is a picture of Mama to the side and a drawing of how I would have looked growing up. My heart thuds at the image. It is similar, but still different from me. The fact that he had put effort into finding me is clear and that scares me. I remember long ago how Dad had pulled strings to keep mine and Indigo’s identities a secret, so we didn’t come up on the system. Going to a school at which he was a strong financial supporter helped.

There are some papers that look like they were written by a witch, the symbols… I shake my head, looking away.

Standing straight, I look around the room of my nightmares for the last time. I open one of the top drawers, rememberingwhere he would usually keep a lighter, and look around for something I can use.

I step back out into the garage and pick up a petrol can before I return to the room and begin tossing the petrol across the room and walls. It won’t burn it entirely, but I don’t want to cause a full-on fire either. I just want to wipe this place from the face of the earth. The metal walls will keep most of the fire contained.

Once I’ve emptied the can of petrol, I toss it down and pick up the lighter I found. Flicking it on, I toss it towards the table that stands in the centre, now splattered in petrol. I watch as it catches ablaze, the fire spreading quickly, and I smile gravely. I am done with Zidane in every way. I turn and shut the door, trapping the spreading flames within. It would be cool if the entire garage is brought down. It stands isolated from the main mansion and there are no trees or anything flammable too close to the garage, aside from the cars.

I see Michael and motion him over.

“I’ve burnt a room at the back. Move the cars out. I guess we can sell them off. Don’t put the fire out, but just make sure it stays contained.”

“Yes, Alpha,” he says. I give a small nod before heading back inside, satisfied that I’ve destroyed another part of my past.

Moving Forward

Scarlett

The following day came quickly and it felt odd that just yesterday Zidane was killed. Breakfast is over before I even realise it and everyone is told to gather at the training grounds. It’s the largest place for a gathering in the pack.

Elijah and I are the first ones here. I look around at the hard ground, the stains that are clearly blood and the stands and props around one side bring back memories that are hard to think about. Just being here leaves a bitter taste in my mouth and I want to get this over with quickly so we can get out of here.

“Hey… relax, Kitten, I’m here.” Elijah’s soothing words reassure me. He rubs my arms comfortingly and I close my eyes, leaning into him and sigh.

“They will be here soon, and I don’t know if they’ll be willing…” I trail off.

“Willing for what? Care to share your plan?” he asks quietly. I open my eyes, realising he hasn’t once asked me what I want to do or pressured me into combining packs. In my emotional state last night, I forgot to even discuss it with him. Once I hadreturned, I didn’t want to talk.

“Sorry, things have been crazy. I forgot to even ask you,” I begin as he wraps his arms around me and I tilt my head up to look into those gorgeous, cerulean eyes before I continue.

“I want to ask the pack if they are willing to combine with yours… if that’s okay, of course. Zidane had businesses that are mine and Indigo’s now. If we sell this land, the mansion, the cars, and other assets, we can construct more houses in Blood Moon. There are a lot of empty lands that we can buy near our pack grounds. I am sure many would love to move to a new location for a fresh start. And those who don’t, we can give them a choice to help them settle in another pack wherever they want to go. I’m sure our allied packs will be ok with that.”

I search his eyes, wondering what he’s thinking, but what I see makes my breath hitch. Strong, intense emotions cloud his now cobalt blue eyes as he looks down at me.

Relief and approval, that’s what I sense from him.

“Hell yeah, that’s fucking perfect,” he says softly, hugging me tighter. I close my eyes, relieved. I can hear his thumping heart and know he has been scared I’d want to be there for my pack. But whatever I decided, he didn’t want to influence my idea, and so he’s been waiting for me to decide.

As an alpha, he loves control, but for me, he keeps himself in check, allowing me to make my own decisions, even when it’s not always easy for him to stand by and watch me risk my life. But that is one of the things I love about him. He hears me, and he listens.

“I love you, handsome.” He bends down, our lips meeting in a kiss, sending rivets of pleasure rushing through us both, sizzling sparks of pleasure dance along my skin and a soft moan leaves me as my pussy clenches, wanting him so badly.

The sound of footsteps makes us part and Elijah grips my hips, pulling me against his front as he cuts back the growl that rumbles in the back of his throat. Extremely low.

“Stay close,” he growls with a smirk. I bite my lip. He’s only going to distract me.

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