Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 406

Chapter 406: 406-So, What’s Next

Clementine:

We kind of ran away from the Hollow Man, mostly just circling around the theater before we returned to sit on the front porch again.

"So, what is next?" I asked Ian, noticing how hard he had been staring at me.

"I just want to tell you that I’m glad you were in the prison next to me," he told me.

As soon as he said that, I let out a small laugh and shook my head at him. I did not know why I was so happy. I had been shot, I had been betrayed, and here I was, sitting on the front porch of a possessed clown’s theater with a Hollow Man circling around every few minutes, yet I had the brightest smile on my face.

"Are you glad I betrayed you there as well?" I reminded him of our first interaction.

He nodded and laughed, bobbing his head. Whenever he moved like that, his thick hair bounced up and down.

"So, Miss Rue basically sent you there to fetch my comatose or dead body, correct?" I asked, noticing that every time I mentioned anything that hinted at my death, he clenched his jaw.

"I’m going to make her life very hard," he muttered, clenching his fists in front of me.

"I’m sure you will," I replied confidently, and he gave me a blunt, judgmental look that made me laugh quietly.

"But I don’t understand. Why did she want me to fetch your body? Was she trying to confirm you’re really dead?" Ian asked, and I gave him a very sneaky smile.

"You know she wanted the watch from me," I mumbled. Then I shoved my hand into my pocket and pulled out the real one.

After that, I told him exactly what had happened at the fence. When she showed interest in the watch, I switched it with the fake one. Thankfully, I had kept both of them when I was choosing the right one, and it worked in my favor.

"Miss Rue must be so anxious," I remarked, laughing as Ian kept staring at my face.

"So you’re not only physically strong, you also have the mental capacity of a genius. Wow, our kids are going to be so good," he said.

As soon as he said that, I bit my bottom lip and looked away.

"Ian," I started, but suddenly my mood changed. "We need to do something about the North. This cannot keep happening."

I realized that someone had to put an end to this game.

"I know what you mean. I don’t want to keep going like this either," he replied. "It was brutal enough that normal people were turned into monsters. But now kids, who had no connection to the brutality, are being sent to pay for their parents’ sins."

Ian nodded in agreement.

"So what do you say? What can we do?" I asked him.

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