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Fake Heiress True Luna (Irina) novel Chapter 67

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Chapter 67: She Doesn’t Need My Protection

Aiden’s POV

Wow…

Irina didn’t sit idly waiting for me to rescue her.

“Cat got your tongue?” she teased, her voice smooth-too calm for the blood-soaked battlefield surrounding us.

I turned, and for a second, my mind blanked.

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She stood there barefoot amidst the c*****e, her hair matted with streaks of crimson, eyes blazing an unnatural shade of green that wasn’t entirely hers. Her lips were curved into a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, and around her lay bodies-no, corpses-of the wolves who had tried to cage her.

The air itself seemed to bend around her, humming with power.

“Holy-Irina?” I breathed out, barely believing what I was seeing.

She tilted her head slightly, a predator’s motion. “The one and only,” she said, stepping over the mangled body of a rogue, the metallic scent of blood clinging to her like perfume. “You look surprised.”

“Surprised?” I barked a laugh, half in disbelief, half in awe. “Irina, I felt how you got hurt. I thought you were chained and they were torturing you. I thought-”

She stopped right in front of me, her hand still slick with blood as she placed it on my chest. You thought I needed saving?”

Uh…

“I’m not sure if you should admit it,” Arlo said. He was a little ashamed that we thought Irina couldn’t handle all this on her own.

We came here thinking we would be her knight in shining armor, and she had already escaped.

The Irina that stood before me was different from the one I had seen a day ago. Her aura was different, just like that day she came out of the forest, glowing.

Behind us, Kael and Ethan had frozen mid-fight, both of them watching with the same dumbstruck expression I probably had.

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Irina smirked faintly. “You really shouldn’t underestimate me, Aiden. I know I don’t have as much training as you did, but I know how to handle myself.”

Then, without looking, she turned her gaze toward a rogu

ing up behind her. Her arm

shot out-faster than any normal movement-and the wolf’s head hit the dirt before his body

realized it was dead.

I blinked. Once. Twice. “Remind me never to piss you off,” I muttered.

She grinned then, sharp and wild. “Too late.”

I gulped.

Yes, this Irina was entirely different.

“Luna, Ethan addressed her respectfully with a bow. “I’m glad to see you are okay.”

Irina nodded. “Thanks for coming, but now I need to ask you to leave.”

“Is she crazy?” Arlo roared. “We can’t leave our mate here!”

“Arlo, calm down.”

“How do you expect me to calm down?! She wants us gone!” he roared again, his anger not letting him see straight.

“She doesn’t want us gone; she wants the rest gone,” I stated.

“Luna, you just escaped this place, and forgive me for saying this, but you look like s**t,” Ethan said, earning himself a growl from me.

Nobody could tell Irina that to my face, not even my own Beta.

“I came here to look for answers, and unfortunately, I haven’t found them yet. I need to go after Julie, but you can’t all come with me.”

My gut dropped in a way I hadn’t felt since she disappeared.

“No,” I said before I could swallow the word into a question. My voice was flat, low, and I meant every syllable. “You’re hurt. You’ve got a broken rib and a knife wound in your leg. We get you patched up first. Then we go after her.”

She laughed – not soft, not amused, but a quick, dangerous sound. “You think I’m coming back to sit and soak bandages while she walks away? Aiden, she started this. I’m not waiting. I’m allowing you to come because you are my mate, but if you order me one more time, I’m leaving you here and going on my own.”

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“Fine,” I ground out. “Just let me patch you up quickly, that’s all-”

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“I healed already,” She stated. “Kratos said my power is linked with nature, so I used that to my advantage.”

I stared at her for a moment, not quite processing what she’d said. “You-what?”

Irina’s eyes gleamed faintly in the dim light. “I used the roots from the trees outside. Their energy is strong enough here to mend small wounds, even a few broken bones.” She flexed her fingers, the blood on them already darkened and dry. “The pain’s gone. I’m fine.”

“Fine?” I repeated, incredulous. “You just slaughtered half a camp of rogues, and you’re standing there barefoot, covered in blood, saying you’re fine?”

Her lips curved into that same dangerous smile. “Would you rather I let them win?”

Arlo purred in admiration. “I told you our mate was strong.”

“Arlo… you are not helping.”

“Anyway, we should move; she is already on the run.”

I had two possibilities. I tried to convince Irina to stay, but she would likely knock me out and

leave, or I could follow her and make sure she was safe.

And between those options, the latter was the best.

“Lead the way,” I said.

Irina nodded, turned around, and started walking. I was about to follow her when she suddenly shifted.

I had never, ever seen her wolf before.

She was pure white, with some cream spots, bigger than most she-wolves, and that shift was so fast I almost didn’t register it.

How the hell did the people in Blue Moon think she was an omega? Are they blind?

“Uh… Alpha? Perhaps you should shift,” Ethan whispered beside me.

I shook my head, snapping myself out of

my

daze.

“I’m going,” I muttered.

Irina’s wolf turned her head toward me-those same blazing blue eyes staring straight through my human form. The look she gave me wasn’t one of fear or invitation. It was a

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command. Keep up.

Arlo practically howled in my head. “Finally.”

Despite the situation, he was glad we would run beside our mate.

The ground vibrated beneath my feet as her paws hit the dirt, silent but powerful. Every muscle in her body moved with deadly grace, like she was born for this kind of hunt.

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I didn’t hesitate any longer. My bones cracked and stretched as I let the shift take over, my body contorting and reshaping until Arlo burst free with a snarl that rolled through the clearing.

For the first time since Irina disappeared, everything felt right again.

Irina-no, Theia-lifted her head and sniffed the air. Her tail flicked once before she bolted

into the forest, a blur of white and gold.

I didn’t think I just ran after her.

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