I Am The Luna

ATTICUS

Her screams reach my ears before one of my private anmbulances comes into view, parked at the side of the road. Fout of my men stand outside with their hands clasped in front of them. They spot me, instantly lowering their heads politely

I reach them and shift back. One of the men passes me some pants that I pull on quickly, looking inside the ambulance where Adriana is crouching beside the stretcher, naked.

My eyes flash, and I turn swiftly, turning my sharp gaze to my men, making sure none dare to look at her, but each one is facing forward, head lowered.

Good

Even if they don't know that she is their Luna, respect for all is paramount in my pack.

I look back at Adriana, who is sobbing heartbreakingly as she clings to the body of her sister. I notice a tattoo or two on her thigh and on the side of her waist but don't look

I get into the ambulance and grab a sheet that is folded to the side, turning towards Adriana, who is shaking the lifeless body on the stretcher.

"Ada, wake up! Please, please..." she sobs as she clutches Ada's body, desperation clear in her voice. "Please... you're all I have! Please!"

I look at the woman who hasn't even noticed me as she cries her heart out, my heart fucking bleeding for her. You have me.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"You aren't alone," I whisper as 1 wrap the sheet around her shoulders, pressing my cheeks against the side of her head as I wrap my arms around her.

She lets out an anguished cry as she tries to shake me off, "Ada! Ada, wake up! Let go of me!"

"Hey... Angel, listen to me-"

"Let go of me!" she snarls, turning her blazing eyes on me as she tries to push me away. "Don't come anywhere near me!"

She glares at me, pain and rage clear in her eyes. "Listen to me, please-" I try again only for her to push me viciously, the tight place not giving either of us much room and I'm thrown against the seat behind me, grunting from the impact of her punch to the chest that I didn't see coming. "I'm not going anywhere," I say softly.

Grief is hard to cope with... and everyone reacts differently to loss. Seeing her so broken brings back the pain of Mom's death, which is still raw, and it only invokes those raw emotions. Yet seeing her like this hurts far more than the pounding

of her fists on my chest.

I cup her face, only for her to yank away. "I hate you! Get the fuck away from me!" she screams as she grabs onto her sister's shoulders. "Adal Wake up! NOW!" she slams her fist into the table beside the bed as if the loud bang would make Ada jolt up.

The smell of blood reaches my nose, her thundering heart and the pain she's in makes me ignore her commands to stay away from her and I wrap my arms around her tightly, pulling gher into my lap as I wrap the sheet tight around body. Ther slender

"Let go of me!" Her voice breaks as she continues to try to wriggle free.

"Adriana." Zade's cold voice comes, and I glance at him as he gets into the ambulance which is beginning to feel pretty small. He looks down at us, raising an eyebrow and I look back, challenging him to dare say anything at all

She ignores him, but she's stilled, her head buried in my chest, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs.

Her heart rate suddenly spikes, and I look down at her, trying to move her back, but she refuses to move.

"Her pulse-"

"Yeah," Zade says as he leans down and before I can react, he's injected something into her neck.

"What the fuck did you just do!" I snarl, my eyes blazing.

He raises an eyebrow, humourlessly scoffing. "Swearing doesn't fucking suit you. I just put her to sleep. She can get pretty worked up and right now we don't want her to harm herself. I'm sure we can both agree on that?"

Frowning, I brush my finger down her neck, as her head drops back, and I cup it in my hand as I stare into her tear-stained face as her heart rate returns to normal. She's beautiful... from the curve of her nose, her lips... the shape of her jaw...