Page 418 of The Luna Duet


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I quaked.

Every stitch, every crack, every fracture, it was all too much.

My grip on my temper threatened to unravel.

Bloodthirsty rage settled with its familiar red haze over my eyes.

I could fight.

I could run—

“I, eh...I lost my wallet in the car accident.”

The thin-lipped guy’s face lit up. “The car accident where a Peter Smithe drove into you? The accident where you sustained stitches to your left shoulder, cracked ribs, and possible hip fracture?”

“I—”

“It was Peter Smithe who advised law enforcement of your name. The name your girlfriend yelled.” His eyes narrowed as he consulted something on his phone. “A Nerida Taylor, I believe?”

My world shrank to nothing.

Just this.

Just now.

Just this choice, this decision, this one fucking chance at protecting her.

“She means nothing. She was a one-night stand I met online—”

“What’s going on here?” Jack’s rough voice choked from behind me. He cleared his throat, doing his best to swallow some of the fear pulsing between us. “Can I ask why you gentlemen are delaying this man? A man who is clearly injured and just needs to go home and rest.”

Fuck, Jack.

Damn you, Jack.

My bones snapped.

My heart shattered.

The four men narrowed their eyes at the one guy I never wanted to get in trouble for me. He’d done so much. He’d lose so much.

Jack threw me a look. I sucked in a breath. And I saw it all.

Saw his confession at harbouring me.

Saw his submission to whatever punishment would come for him.

And I couldn’t do it.

I couldn’t let him pay for my mistakes.

Neri would never forgive me.

I would never forgive me.

“Move along, sir. None of your business,” one of the officers muttered.

“Ah, see, that’s where you’re wrong,” Jack argued. “It is my business because—”

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