The Alpha’s Forsaken Luna
She said, “and I'm sure they were only after me.”
“I think so too,” the alpha supported. “They kept charging after your mother,and only tried to harm me when I defended her.”
Blaine's legs shook,and he dragged his hands down his face as he exhaled a quick huff. “And you didn't see any of these men's faces?”
The Luna shook her head. “I recognised their tattoos though.”
“What kind of tattoos?”
She glanced at me like it hurt to do so,and at that point it seemed her upper lip was always perpetually curled up–her nose wrinkled–whenever she stared at me.