I Am The Luna

VALERIE.

My entire body is screaming in pain and fatigue. I have never run so much in my life and according to him, he went ‘easy‘ on me.

Easy? Yeah, right! That was not easy!

I have been on my feet in the hospital for hours on end on countless occasions, but this? This is exhaustion on another level… and his punishment every time I failed… he’d fuck me or tease me but stop right when I was on the brink of my release…

My core clenches. Even though I didn’t get to have even one release, my body feels extra sensitive, and I can’t get the image of him coming over my pussy and thighs out of my head. It was sizzling hot.

I

groan internally, remembering his final words. ‘Once you get better at training… you’ll get to cum for me.‘

Well, I like it. The sexual torture was a turn on itself. It’s training like never before, but it got

blood rushing in many ways.

my

I now step into the shower, my legs feeling extremely heavy and I groan, reaching for the shower lever only for a muscular arm to reach past me and flip it on. I turn sharply, looking up at Zade. I didn’t hear him enter.

“What am I teaching you, baby girl? Always stay alert. I could have been anyone. If I was here to end you, you’d be dead by now.”

I look up at him. How did he just declare that with a deadpan face?

I burst into laughter. Goddess, this man!

“You are so damn perfect,” I murmur, my eyes raking over his naked body before I tug him down and kiss him. Instantly he lifts me up and pins me against the wall, deepening the kiss, as his hands knead my ass.

My core presses against his hard abs and all I can think about is how good he makes me feel as pleasure dances through me.

He places me down, a smirk on his face. “Shower, you should get some rest because tonight, you’re training again.” He taps my ass making me groan before he grabs the shampoo.

I hold my hand out and he squeezes some into my hand for me.

“So, what happened with Adriana? Did she say much?” I ask, thinking with everything that happened I didn’t even have time to ask him.

“I don’t really know. Maybe you could get the answer from your brother.”

“Atticus?” I ask confused, as I shampoo my hair only for Zade to begin massaging the shampoo into my hair. His fingers applying just the right amount of pressure, the tingles of his touch making me close my eyes, enjoying the sensation.

“Yeah, there’s something going on between them. I don’t know, maybe he knows her from

somewhere. Ask him, because I fucking want to know, too.” He kisses my forehead before. moving back.

I crack open my eyes, looking at him as he begins washing his own hair and I rinse my head, pondering over what he said.

Hmm, maybe after I get that pregnancy test, I will…

I look over at him, a sudden intrusive thought entering my mind. My stomach twists as I wonder if he didn’t fuck me because he wants me to do a test… and if I’m not, then protection…

I pick up the soap and begin washing my body distractedly, not knowing why that hurt a little. I’d prefer if he just told me if it was the case… but… was it?

Sensing his gaze on me I wash quicker, placing the soap down, only for him to pick it up instantly and wash himself.

I would have loved to stay and tease him, but my mind is a storm.

I give him a small smile and step out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around myself. His eyes burn into me, but I don’t look back, exiting the bathroom.

I close the door behind me and sigh softly. Last night we were at an understanding, or so I thought, but–ok maybe it makes sense he doesn’t want to get it on until he knows, I don’t know. But why do I feel so… upset over it?

Pushing the thoughts from my mind, I begin getting ready for the day.

It’s a little later and we’re all sitting at the table, although we have had breakfast.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Cassian had called during breakfast, and I realised I had missed several calls from him the day before. With everything going on I didn’t even check my phone.

I’m a little worried about my job, but deep down I know that there’s no way I would have been able to continue with my job there, no matter how much I wanted it.

I need to work in a hospital for our kind, whether we want to live in harmony with the humans. or not. We are different. And when all of this is over that is my goal.

Cassian had called because of the disease and wanted my help with research. Telling him I’ll contact him, I hung up and filled everyone in on what I knew about it.

“That doesn’t sound good at all,” Zaia says as she clutches her mug of coffee that she’s barely drunk

“Think you could do more research on that?” Sebastian asks me.

“And risk the Arkan coming for her?” Zade counters before I can even reply.

“We would send back up. She might be your Luna, but she is still important to us,” Sebastian. answers with a small frown, but there seems to be less hostility between them today. Strange indeed, but I am not complaining, I’d love for them to get on, for mine and Zaia’s sake. However, there is one person here who seems to be acting extremely strange, and that is Atticus. I can tell he’s not slept well, and he keeps running his fingers through his hair, which now looks a ruffled mess and he’s lacking his usual attitude.

“I think we do need to follow up on it, if there’s something strange going on there, we need to find out what exactly it is,” I say, looking at Zade.

He frowns. “Do you think there is a chance it could somehow be connected to the Arkan?” Zaia asks him.

“I have my assumptions, but I haven’t really found any answers to that question,” he replies. Just an instinct, which I know isn’t enough.” His brows knit together even tighter as his hand tightens on the knife.

“Even an instinct can be very important,” Zaia answers.

“But it’s not enough to prove much to others, is it?” Zade answers a little coldly.

I frown, “Well, it is a strange one, but I was invited by the hospital board to help work on it. I guess that’ll help to have access to a lot more sensitive information regarding the cases,” I

murmur.

“Unless it’s all part of a bigger plan,” Sebastian says, rubbing his short beard