Page 201 of The Luna Duet


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I couldn’t contain it.

It cracked my bones.

It snapped my veins.

I kissed her wounds, I tasted her pain, and I lost myself.

“Fuck. FUCK!” My knees gave out.

I collapsed before her.

And the moonglow beamed on her perfect feet.

I couldn’t breathe.

No.

Fucking hell, no...

She cried out as I ran my fingers over the bruises around her ankles. At the burns in her skin. At the ligature marks of imprisonment.

And I broke again.

I kissed her feet.

I gave in to my fury.

Tears bled down my face, burning like acid, corroding like poison.

Her hands landed in my hair as I bowed over her. My back retching. My entire body jerking with rabid violence, savage revenge, and merciless, relentless cruelty.

He’d pay.

Fucking fuck, he’d pay.

Bone by bone, blood by blood, he’d be in motherfucking pieces before I was through.

Standing with strength I didn’t feel, my tears dried up, and my fury settled like a glacier within me.

With aching tenderness, I cupped the love of my life’s cheek. I smudged away her tears with my thumb. And I pressed my mortal promise to her lips.

I would murder for her.

I would accept death for her.

I would kill whoever she needed so I never, never had to see her hurting like this again.

“Who is he?”

She choked on a sob as our eyes met but then she straightened her shoulders and whispered too quiet for the sea to hear. “His name’s Ethan. He’s friends with Zara’s new boyfriend.”

“What does he look like?”

“Blond, shaggy hair. Tall. A grey shirt with a Celtic emblem on the breast pocket.”

Her words seared into my brain.

I finally had an enemy.

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