Emerald Eyed Luna novel Nina (by Mrs.Smith) novel Chapter 12

The rest of the week went by pretty quietly. Zach managed to bring breakfast over every morning and I made lunch and dinner. I have learned more about Zach and we talked and laughed together. I never realized I hadn’t taken the time to get to know him on more of a personal level, since I was always focused on Damian. He always wanted to run a museum. His knowledge of old artifacts and events was astonishing. Apparently, the ring I was wearing was worth more than 1 million dollars. The Emerald was one that was smuggled into the U.S. and was lost in transit from unknown causes. I was more than a little skeptical. My parents said they saw it from an old lady in a small store and thought it would bring out my eyes. Surely, I was not wearing a million-dollar ring on my finger. Zach said after he saw it for the first time, he didn’t think anything of it but he was reading a book that described the ring and it was a pretty good description of my ring. Shaking my head, I laid down in bed.

Tomorrow, we leave first thing in the morning. I have been hearing whispers that there will be a Luna ceremony in a month or two. I knew they had already marked and mated, so I was eager to leave this old life behind me. Zach was sleeping on the couch. My house was all packed and boxes off the ground in case it flooded. The electric company was supposed to come out tomorrow and turn everything off. We left the water on so Zach’s parents could come by to keep the house from smelling like old rusted pipes that something died in.

“Wake up sleeping beauty! It’s time!!” Zach yelled happily.

“Why are you a morning person? What did sleep ever do to you?” I questioned.

“Well, Damian mind-linked me last night since you still have a concrete wall up, that him and Holly will be stopping by at 9am to talk to us before we leave, so we need to leave in 30 minutes if you want to avoid seeing him.”

That got me awake fast. I flew from my bed and went straight to the shower. I had a light bag packed since we were taking my car (my mom’s old one). I was bring a few personal things but it was already packed and ready to go. I had clothes laid out so there was no reason to worry about that. Since I will be driving, I opted for leggings and a t-shirt with my signature side braid and no makeup.

“Boy let’s go!” I yelled from the drivers’ seat of my 1969 Dodge Charger. It was all black with a black interior. I left the white fuzzy dice my mom had hanging from the rear-view mirror. I would always make fun of her for it, but now I can’t seem to part with it.

“I’m sorry! Jeez, I was getting the bag of snacks for you!”

Once we were outside of our territory, I instantly felt lighter. Like there was a huge weight on my shoulders and I was trying to get away fast, so when they realized we had left already, Damian couldn’t command Zach to bring us back. For some reason, his commands never affected me. We assumed it was because I was his mate, his equal.

Zach got a pained look on his face. “Drive faster” he growled out. I immediately slammed on the gas and floored it. After a few minutes, he sighed and relaxed.

“Sorry, I felt Damian mind-linking me asking me where we were. I stalled and said we were grabbing breakfast. He should realize we are gone now….” Right on queue his phone rang and it was Damian.

The fuck did I just hear? I had to pull over and process what I had just heard. Zach came around and pulled me from the vehicle and placed me in the passenger seat and got back into the drivers’ seat and started to floor it. I knew we needed to get as much space between us and the pack territory but my mind was stuck on the threat. Make me his mistress? Keep me locked up? If I ever came back, I would be locked in a cellar or another bedroom and the only other face I would ever see would be Damian as he came in to rape me. Suddenly I felt stronger. The fuck he was going to keep me as a sex slave, the fuck he was going to scare me into anything, the fuck he was going to put a time frame on my grieving! I knew I was never going back there.

“Are you okay” Zach asked softly.

Pulling me from my thoughts, “yeah, I am fine. The fuck if I am going to sit back and let him use me and expect me to obey him like that. I am never going back to that pack and I will die fighting before I let anything like that happen to me” I said firmly. My dad did not raise a daughter like a warrior, for her to end up like that. He raised me to be strong and independent with my own head. He can’t even force me to be Beta, he can’t command me to do anything, so fuck off Damian, I said smugly in my head.

“Girl, I will die before I let that dickhead touch us. I will rip off his dick and feed it to himself and watch him bleed out”, Raven said firmly.

I lifted my eyebrows and just chuckled at Raven. That’s my wolf.