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?”