I Am The Luna

"It's a crowded venue. If something were to happen, innocent people could get hurt."

Zade tilts his head as he looks ahead, looking almost bored. "Fine. Plan A, Plan B, I'll keep that in mind... but if I decide that they aren't ideal, I will go to plan C."

"We don't have a plan C," Zaia says.

"Yeah, but I do," Zade answers.

"Zade, what are you considering to do?" she asks, worried.

"You will find out. Weeks have gone by, and the government has refused to meet regarding all the murders and these chips. They don't fucking care. The military has been spotted around both of your pack territories. Are you really going to risk it?"

"We don't have another choice," Atticus murmurs, frowning deeply.

"Wrong. You don't, but I fucking do."

(END OF FLASHBACK)

That was all he had said before ending the video call and telling me if he cited plan C what he wanted me to do... 1 trusted him and this time I believe we need to end things his way.

He is right, enough is enough.

The whispered rumours that the ARK disease was from us have begun appearing on more reputable news channels over the last few days too. Spreading more fear, for people feared what they didn't understand.

Before we are blamed for it, we need to end this.

Zade had shown me a blueprint of this building and I know exactly where the main breaker box is situated. Now to get there without being caught!

I unstrap the blade I had hidden under my dress and quickly remove my shoes, stealthily making my way towards the back room, keeping behind the tables and to the shadows. Using the commotion to my advantage.

"Find the woman!"

More people are entering and upending the tables. Trying to find me is making me uneasy. I'm finally close to the door and keeping a low hurry to it, slowly turning the doorknob and opening the door.

I hear a bang as something goes flying across the room and many of the men turn to look, I take the chance to sneak inside and shut the door. I lock it quickly, letting out a breath as that painful shrill sound is partially muted out. I release a shaky breath that I didn't know I was holding and for a second, press my forehead to the cool wood of the door.

'You can thank me later, Zade's sexy voice comes into my head.

I smile, 'Oh I will. Watch your back."

'You too.'

I'm about to reply when I realise I'm not alone. My eyes fly open as I stare at the mahogany paint of the door in front of me.

Be ready...

I spin around, my eyes widening at the man who is holding a large butcher's knife, his eyes glinting.

"I don't think so," I whisper, my eyes blazing as the very instinct that we are born with kicks in. The very instinct of our primal nature has remained dormant in me for far too long. The very instinct that Zade has pulled from the furthest depth of my mind and brought to the forefront.

The instinct to kill or be killed.

A low animalistic growl rumbles in my throat as I duck, his knife skimming past me. Instead, I flip my blade and swinging it with full force, slice through his neck as if it is nothing more than a warm block of butter.

The coppery smell of blood fills my nose as I turn my face away, but the warm liquid still splatters across my face and hair.

My heart is thundering as I catch the body before it hits the floor, placing it down quietly as I step back.

Looking down at the man I recognise him from one of the images Zade has of the hunters.

We have shown compassion, remorse and understanding. It's time we showed them that we are also strong, powerful and intelligent.

Clenching my jaw, I gaze down at the body on the ground one final time before I exhale slowly.

"Don't fuck with us," I whisper as I quickly step over the body and make my way to the adjoining door.

Time to get out and call for backup.

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