Erika’s POV
“You are still a patient. You need rest, not fighting,” Alpha Derek refused this idea flatly.
But that’s the best option. We can just kill Emma while not betraying the fact that I escaped. It was not that I wanted to conceal it. I would accept any punishment. But if you want to keep it a secret… I mind-linked him, trying to persuade him.
“Do you even know how many injuries you have over your body?” he asked as he pressed his hand on the bandage.
I grimaced again.
I’ll recover in days. The injuries won’t make a difference. And Emma is weak. I can defeat her with one hand.
“No. Leave it to me. You are in no position to get in the middle,” he said coldly as he pushed me away.
Yes, I’ll get in the middle. I’m Luna. I thought to myself.