Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332: 332-Back Into My Arms, My Mate

Clementine:

Through Joshua’s wailing, I had landed on top of the Whisperer. Before I could throw a single punch, he grabbed my fist and twisted it. I heard my wrist break. I screamed as he tossed me away.

Mira and Renee came from behind, attacking the Whisperer, but he dodged them effortlessly.

Sebastian ran and jumped on top of him. The Whisperer seemed so alert that he turned instantly and raised his hand, stopping Sebastian midair. For a few seconds, we just watched in horror before he moved his hand, and the wind flung Sebastian far from us.

As he landed on the road, we realized the men didn’t only hold the power to whisper deadly suicidal thoughts, he had magic.

With that done, I forced myself to get up and attack again. I grabbed my fist and twisted it back into place. My wolf, however, was struggling to stay contained.

When I rushed at him again, he repeated the same motion and tossed me aside. Renee managed to rush at him from behind and climb on top, wrapping her arm around his neck. But he grabbed her from the back and hurled her to the ground, the sound of her bones cracking echoing in my ears.

I leapt at him again. For the first time, I landed a punch on the dark hoodie, but it felt like my hand passed through nothing. Did he have no face at all? I stared in confusion. Shock rooted me in place before he pushed me back, and I landed on the road again.

This time, it seemed he wasn’t just trying to throw me off—he was attacking. He raised his fist, but it never reached my face. Someone had arrived and stopped him. I looked behind the Whisperer and saw him clutch his wrist. His beautiful eyes shone even in the darkness. His presence was so commanding that I almost forgot we were fighting. Others might have been fooled, but I wasn’t. I knew who it was. It was Ian.

Ian snatched the man away and dragged him onto the road before the two stood face to face. Ian released his hand when the wind began to blow harder, and the Whisperer punched him, but Ian caught his fist and forced him back.

The rain started suddenly, making everything darker and harder to see. They began to strike and counter each other, but the Whisperer had far more power. Still, I noticed that Ian was incredibly strong as well.

After a while, the Whisperer began to retreat. He shoved Ian and sprinted into one of the dark streets. Ian started to chase him, but I pushed myself to my feet and, without realizing what I was doing, I shouted,

"Ian, come back, please,"

I cried out before I even understood what I had done. I saw Ian stop at the entrance of the street.

"I cannot lose you again. Just don’t go," I pleaded, my voice loud enough for everyone around to hear.

He turned and looked at me.

"Don’t go away again," I uttered, finally breaking down. I had held myself together for so long, but the moment Ian came into view, I fell apart. I showed him the side of me I had been hiding because he was the only one I trusted with it.

As my knees gave out, Ian sprinted toward me. Before I could hit the ground, he had already grabbed my arms and held me upright. My hands rested on his chest, his hands were under my elbows, and our eyes stayed locked on each other. The rain prickled my skin with cold, and his cheeks had turned red, but the intensity of our stare made everything else fade.

"I’m here to stay now," he told me.

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