Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: 135-Taking One Back Home

Clementine:

I was breathing heavily after I transitioned back. My uniform was intact, but my jacket lay on the ground. I picked it up and quickly put it on, buttoning it tightly. While Ian stepped out of the darkness to stare at the man, I stayed silent. I had noticed that instead of helping me, he had hidden in the shadows. I didn’t understand why. He never seemed afraid of anything, so why was he afraid of transitioning? Or did he simply not want to help me?

I had expected him to flaunt his wolf the first chance he got. But he shocked me when he didn’t. Or maybe, just like always, he was giving me the chance to lead and come for help if I hadn’t been able to fight.

The big black wolf had returned to human form. He whimpered on the ground, badly wounded from the scars and injuries I had given him.

"Ian, tie him up and take him to the station," I said as I looked at him.

The man was barely conscious now. Ian watched him with a deadpan look before kneeling, grabbing his hair, and punching him in the face, knocking the wind out of him.

"Why? Why take him to the station? Let’s throw him to the Medusa and let her feed," he said.

I shook my head. "I think he’ll be more valuable alive than dead," I replied.

That was when I saw Yorick and Troy rushing back to our building. They must have seen the man arrive and ran out of the house to come help me. Once they got there, they looked at him, then looked up.

"So, what’s the plan?" Troy asked as he stared at the man on the ground. I don’t think they had seen me transition because they had run down to come here. I was in shock myself at the fact that I fought the man in just a few minutes but weirdly enough, it seemed like a huge battle.

"Are we going to finish him?" Yorick added.

"No. Ian will take him to the station. We’ll board the train with him and hand him over to the ringleaders," I said, making the decision. Thankfully, they agreed.

Ian didn’t argue. He simply grabbed the man, threw him over his shoulder, and the next thing I knew, he was gone. He sprinted off so fast that suddenly it was just the three of us.

"We should look for Haiden," Troy said.

"Oh, I know. He went into that house," Yorick replied, pointing toward a distant building.

"I think he’ll be fine," I said, taking deeper breaths.

"Unless the Medusa pretends to be us." At that, Troy’s words made my skin prickle with goosebumps.

"Or what if she pretends to be Clementine?" Yorick asked, shock clear on his face.

"I’m sure Haiden won’t open it. He knows better," I insisted, though even I wasn’t sure of my own words.

"He definitely will," Yorick admitted. I think it took a lot of courage for him to confess that Haiden would open the door for me no matter what.

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