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Mystic Luna's Enemy Alpha

"I've been waiting for you," he says, in a husky, slightly raspy, deep voice that sends a shiver down my spine. In that split moment, I am not sure whether I should stay or retreat immediately. His eyes look right into mine. The bite in my neck begins to throb with force, and Sky, my wolf, reacts inside me, howling with pain. It can’t be possible. My gorgeous mate... is the murderer. *** In the city of London, the Red Moon pack has waged war with the powerful young Alpha of the Silver Moon pack. Artemis is raised as an assassin. Trained in the art of death, she hunts for her parents’ murderer, seeking out those mysterious silver eyes of her memories. The very same pair that belongs to her mate. It’s her final mission, but her wolf cries out for their mate… Revenge has been her life. But can she kill the one she is destined to love? Will she choose desire or revenge? Mystic Luna's Enemy Alpha is created by Jody Tilly, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

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Chapter 16: Instincts

Artemis' POV

"No. No more running away."

Beck's voice reaches me across the distance. I head to the side of the elevator, where I see the railings of the emergency stairs, but Beck stops me.

He jumps the distance that separates us and stands in front of me, blocking my exit. I fight him, but desperation does not play in my favor, and he manages to restrain me, catching my wrists with one hand and lifting my body with the other, as if I weighed nothing.

He imprisons me and puts my body against a wall. He lifts my hands, gripping firmly yet gently somehow, and his face comes close to mine.

"Stop running away!" he demands. In his eyes I can see the exasperation. "Stop believing everything they tell you, as if you were so blind as not to see reality for yourself."

"You have no right to judge me!" I hiss, trying to fight him, but mostly my eyes are fixed on his. "Nor can you order me to feel one way or the other."

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