Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: 129-His Ex-Girlfriend Has A Creepy Voice

Clementine:

I yawned and started getting up. The rain had stopped a long time ago, and they were no longer painting the houses with blood either. Maybe they’d continue in the morning.

"You didn’t sleep?" I asked Ian. He turned to me and shrugged.

"Somebody has to stay awake, remember?" he said, reminding me he was on watch duty.

"Why didn’t you wake someone else? What if Medusa tries to control your mind by appearing as one of your loved ones?" I asked.

"She cannot, Clementine. If she knows us through and through, she’ll know I’m not the emotional type, not someone deeply connected to people. I see logic in things. And I know when to prioritize my own safety. So no, I won’t open the door, no matter who she claims to be." He spoke casually, continuing his walk without stopping.

I sighed and turned back to the wall, resting my hands on the low edge. Looking down, I couldn’t see the other squad members on the rooftop. Maybe they were asleep too. The brown houses were empty as well. I wondered what happened to Xenia.

Then my eyes wandered farther, to one of the distant walls. A few streetlights glowed in the distance. Like my squadmates said, people used to live there. They still did. Messed up as it was, they still had their homes.

As I stared at the curve in the road, I noticed shadows forming on one of the walls. And through them, I saw her. A woman appeared, but only in shadow. Her hair looked like thick strands—too thick to be called hair. They moved, waving around as if alive.

She walked toward the curve, stepping out from behind the wall. I couldn’t look away. First I noticed her clothes, they were red. Then my eyes rose to her face as she emerged fully. Suddenly, a hand covered my eyes and another wrapped around my stomach, yanking me back from the wall.

"Do you have a death wish, or what?" Ian whispered beside me, making me gasp. His hand still covered my eyes, but I was too numb to respond.

"One look at her face, and you would have welcomed death," he murmured in my ear.

As the trance faded, I realized how close he was. His grip was too strong for me to pull away. But we had to break apart, because someone was waiting on the other side of the door this time.

"Finally, my daughter. Help me. Your father, your father is here. He’s going to punish me more now."

It was my mother’s voice, crying for help from the other side of the door.

As I turned toward the door, my eyes met Ian’s gray ones. Instead of looking at the door, he was watching me. When I took a step away from him, he stretched out his arm to stop me from moving closer.

"Clementine, it shouldn’t be that easy for anyone to manipulate you. I know you’re better than others," Ian said with confidence, reminding me that even if the others got confused, I shouldn’t.

I placed a hand over my mouth, my fingers trembling. "But that’s my mother," I whispered. "And my father is here too. We sent him here, remember?" My eyes burned with tears.

"Was your mother in the north too?" he asked.

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