Naomi Reborn: The Luna's Vow

rained on data t

h step, she made a promise that she could barely keep. Facing Damian had brought to the

truth, out the trait

tung now, the words he spoke losing her. But she was no longer that fragile, tru

one not a single sound made in the moonlight. Naomi stopped at the shelt

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losest friend. Naomi felt a twinge of rage just at the thought of h

shadows. It wasn't long before she saw Violent's silhouette at the rear of the house, stand

id, her voice taut,

a moment, there was just stunned silence. At the time, the smile

ead." Her tone was dripping with sarcasm, yet there was an el

olent. "You thought you could get away 

ys too trusting. Always too innocent. Someone needed to vacate

urface, eager to rip Violent in half for what she'd do

her voice now cooler, stronger. You

you can just strut back in and take everything from me?

ght about one thing." I'm a shadow. But it's one you won't

reappeared, but this time, it felt forced. "Damian is never

on shifted within Naomi. Her heart squeezed at that, but she

id, her eyes as cool as ice. I'll show him everything. How yo

just a little. "You're not going to do anything, Naom

h rage. Then you haven'

t, tossing it on the ground at Violet's feet. The vials within ratt

s her brain registered the contents.

" Violent stammered, the m

it. Hidden. In the Golden Ash Pack. You were careless. I know

scoffed last, allowing her posture to return to base arrogance. "You don't know anyt

through the air like a knife. And I will

ical. Each woman engaged in a silent exercise of strength. Naomi could taste the shi

controlled anger. "Damian will never pick you over me." I have been alo

ust a ghost. But ghosts tend to haunt the living. And t

n her heel, leaving Violent standin

. In the quiet of the woods it seemed deafening now, each footfall ringing in her head. The wolf inside her was

d how far the woman would go. Poisoning her had been one abuse, but attem

for this. Na

. How would the pack react? Would they believe her? Damian... would he eve

into her chest. She shook it off, making her tho

ustling from the bushes nearby. She became ten

ao

miliar voice sent

anger, and something softer, a glimmer of hope. She hadn't seen him in days, and the sight of him made her stomach

ere?" Naomi's voice w

ian said, his voice low and ste

eyes. "Why? To fini

"I never meant you any harm, Naomi. You have to

u let me die, Damian. You didn'

t that didn't change the fact that I loved you, Naomi. I parti

pulse racing in her ches

d, her voice hardly a whisper. And I'm not g

t. But I'll do whatever it takes to co

moment to process her feelings, a swirling mix of anger, hurt an

d she allow hers

oken by footsteps behind her. Naomi 

he shadows, a cunning s

ting between Naomi and Damian. "Did you really thin

olent was taking her shot