The Unclaimed Luna

XI

ht I kn

er anything was the most excruciating thing I have ever experienced. It was physical, not just emotional. Everything inside me was crushed. I could almost feel my bones crack

res to the pain I'm go

er my skin. I open my mouth to scream, to cry out, but no sound comes out. Its teeth

it to every single cell in my body. I can feel my eyes rolling back into my skull. I can

nk to myself, my heart si

l too. The Werewolf wo

way fr

discarded meal. It lets out a rumbling roar, which is drowned by a set of heavy footsteps a

r his breath. I can see his shadow moving, slanted on the ground. He wraps his arm aro

en shit hits the f

bbing now, sending wave after wave of nausea into my body until I can't lift myself for even an inch. My

but the sound that came out

hing keeping me conscious is Livia, but the heat of the Werewolf

ning anymore. All I know is that the Werewolf ends up running away, whimperi

s his bright golden eyes b

ll just get your towel from the car. I did

h as ever, vivid as though it only hap

of it? I can't count anymore. But it's always been a welcome

ere bored out of our minds at home, getting beaten by the summer heat. She packed some stuff and told me we were going to the l

s was a

ut, when I know that what I actually sa

e of moments, and I run to the source, only to find her bloody and mauled next to the car, still clutching the towel she was supposed to gi

says, her la

nt to change things. Even though I know that in

pening. The scene in front of me is losing its color, turning more and more m

snaps me out

the ceiling. I sit up, slowly, realizing that I'm lying down on a steel bed with a hard mattress and an even harder pillow. There are white sheets covering me from the ne

s not what

behind a glass wal

t, my voice sounding scratchy

One of them, a tall woman with a strange red lab coat, waves off the others and steps forward. She approaches the glass wall and pre

ls strange. Why do the s

ask again, my voice louder

ears her throat and says, "I'm pleased t

o are you? What hospital is this? Can I please

ere. Please, just lie back and relax. There i

or. For some reason, the anger pumping in my veins feels intense. I feel like breaking the glass wal

stronger. I get close to the woman, almost face to face if it weren't for the wall between us. The urge

eve they can't see this. "Are you seeing this? She has Werewolf

ickly. "Believe me, Miss Kane. I am where I'm supposed

, violently angry, but I like it right now. It feels right. The rage doesn't feel shallow. It's something inside me, somethi

"I'm Ambassador Katherine Finnegan. I am... the bridge between two species, Werewolf and Human, and