I Am His Luna by Fanny Brook Chapter 42

“Are you awake?” Enzo asked as he walked out of the bathroom. He had a towel wrapped around his
waist, water dripping from his naked body.

I squinted and opened my mouth to speak, finding that my voice rough and hoarse, “How long has it
been?”

Enzo walked over to the bed and leaned down, placing his arms at my side. He planted soft kisses on
my forehead. “It’s been three days, babe.”

I lowered my eyes thoughtfully. So the only thing I did for the past three days was to mess around on the
bed with Enzo in this room?

The rational came back to my desire-clouded brain, and I couldn’t help but sigh.

My sigh was cut off abruptly by Enzo’s sudden kiss. He licked my lips, fingers coming up to stroke the
hair on my temples. He huffed after the kiss. “I know what you’re overthinking this, but don’t be. You were
meant to be mine. It was just a matter of time.”

I stared into his eyes, and he touched my lips again as though he was addicted. “Come on. It’s time to
get up.”

So he said, but he remained on top of me, and I couldn’t move. I tried to push him, but he simply
chuckled. “Didn’t you ask me to get up?” I asked.

He gazed at me for the longest time before suddenly grabbing my wrist. “I changed my mind.”

“Wha-”

***



Okay, fine. I underestimated Enzo. He was a tireless beast.

By the time I propped myself up on the bed, it was already noon. Enzo was no longer in the room, and I
was in a daze when I heard a knock on the door. I grabbed a piece of clothing from the bed and called
out, “Come in.” The maid leaned through the door and said, “Lunch is ready, Luna.” “Okay.”

After washing up, I went downstairs to find Enzo sitting at the dining table, seemingly in a mindlink
conversation with someone.

I didn’t disrupt him and sat down quietly.

After a few minutes, Enzo ended the mindlink. He stroked my hair and said, “Come and eat.” I didn’t
have any appetite though.

Enzo frowned slightly and asked, “What’s wrong? Not feeling so good?” “No,” I said as I shook my head
and shrugged. “Just a little tired.”

Enzo punched my finger and said, “It’s normal.”

His smug smile seemed to indicate that he was happy that he had exhausted me. “At least grab a bite. I’ll
take you to the square later.” I almost agreed without much thought but returned to my senses quickly
and asked, “Why?”

From what I recalled, every time Alpha Michael went to the square, it was either to announce a major
decision or… to execute someone.

“The Rogue I brought back will be executed today,” Enzo said. “As Alpha and Luna, we’ll need to
attend.”

“Execution? They’ll be killed?”



Sensing my reluctance, Enzo said, “Andrea, you have to get used to it. As Luna, you’ll often face the
same thing in the future. They’re guilty because they tried to attack my Pack.”

“I know. I’ll prepare my heart for it.”



Enzo pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. “It’s fine. If you’re afraid, I can cover your eyes for
you when the time comes. This is a special treatment only for you.”

“I’m not scared,” I said, shaking my head. It’s just hard for me to face death so calmly. After all, the first
nineteen years of my life were filled with only endless housework. Simply walking out of Melissa’s villa
was already a rare occasion. I didn’t even know what a battlefield looked like. Those thoughts swirled in
my head and made my heart sink. I knew it. I wasn’t cut out to be Luna.

If Cindy were here, I’m sure she would be so calm facing everything.

“Perhaps I can start training with the other students,” I suggested casually.

Enzo put down his utensils with a thoughtful look on his face. After a while, he said, “That’s not a bad
idea. I can arrange it for you if that’s what you want.” I bit my lip. “Really?”

“Yeah.” Enzo raised an eyebrow. “Even though I think I can protect you well enough, I’ll still respect any
thoughts you have. As long as it’s something you want that’s in my power, I’ll give you anything.”

He was also so generous with his sweet words, and I sometimes couldn’t stand it as my heart would beat
wildly in my chest when he did so.

This was the first time I’ve appeared in a pack-related matter as Enzo’s Luna in the Cold Moon Pack.
Although I’d prepared myself, I still panicked when I saw those people making their way to the execution
platform in tattered prison uniforms with their limbs shackled. They were to be hanged



Thick, coarse ropes would be looped around their necks and dangled them in the air, where they would
gradually run out of breath and eventually die. Enzo and I stood below the execution stand. A large
number of people stood around us to watch.

There were men and women, both young and old. They all seemed angry, shooting hateful glances at
the Rogues on the platform. The leader of the Rogues was a sturdy man who was probably in his 40s or
50s. He had a beard, his hairs black with white strands of hair mixing among it. I could see the traces of
age in the corner of his eyes. “That’s the Rogue leader’s right-hand man, Bernhard,” Enzo told me. When
Enzo told me this, Bernhard suddenly shot me a fierce glance. Somehow, there seemed to be
complexed emotions hidden behind those eyes. “Do it,” Enzo said to the guard beside him. Suddenly,
Bernhard called out my name in front of everyone present, “Andrea Gilmore, or should I call you Andrea
Brook?” As soon as the words left Bernhard’s mouth, everyone’s eyes instantly turned from the execution
platform to me. “Gilmore? Isn’t that the Blue River Pack’s family name?” “That’s right. Our Luna is the
Blue River Pack Alpha’s daughter.” “Then why did he call her Andrea Brook?”

S

“I’m not sure. What’s going on?”

***

The crowd started to buzz with whispers, and Enzo frowned. As though worried that Bernhard would say
something to embarrass me again, Enzo coldly said before I could react, “Execute him now.”

However, before the guards could wrap the rope around Bernhard’s neck, the man suddenly raised his
head and laughed.

His face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes flashed a dangerous gleam. “Are you going to kill your own
father, Andrea?”


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