Tattooed Luna novel (Kristen and Alec) novel Chapter 611

Colt walked around to the back and Alec and I got in the front. We gave him a minute to make sure he was in position before I went to kick down the door. However, I could hear them inside and it caused me to freeze.

“….got it! Damn!” The door handle jiggled before it swung over. Ann’s eyes were looking at the ground but her movements halted when she saw our feet. Slowly, her eyes went up our bodies until she made eye contact with us. The trash bag she was carrying, dropped on the floor as the same time her mouth opened.

Not wanting her to scream, I reached out and wrapped my hand around her throat before she had the chance. Waving my finger in front of her face, I shook my head. “Shhh, let’s not do that.” I whispered.

Alec moved the trash as I backed her up into the house. “What is going on, Ann? I told you to take the fuc-” Anthony came around the corner as Alec shut the door. “You’re alive.”

“I am. Turns out you are really bad at killing someone.” My hand squeezed around Ann’s throat, making choking noises come out. Alec looked around the livingroom before walking down the hallway.

Anthony’s eyes got wide and smiled as he heard a door open. He took a step towards me, like he was stalking his prey. “I wouldn’t do that.”

Colt’s voice was deadly. Anthony instantly stopped at the same time I felt completely happiness from Alec. Anthony turned to look at Colt in time to see Colt flip the light switch off, making the livingroom and kitchen go dark. Thanks to our wolf night vision, we could still see perfectly fine.

Alec walked out with Adalynn sleeping on his shoulder. My heart ached but Ann started squirming in my hand. Instead, Alec made eye contact with me and walked out of the house. Closing the door quietly behind him.

“So, what? You are going to kill us?” Anthony seemed rather amused by this. He walked over to the bar and started to poor himself a drink.

Walking Ann over to one of the kitchen chairs, her trembling body sat down instantly. As soon as my hand left her throat, she started coughing. Sucking in air into her lungs. There was a pairing knife sitting on the table that I grabbed before walking in front of her.

“H-how did you live?” She asked as I heard the first fist to face hit. Glass shattered as someone fell into the cabinet.

“I have eyes everywhere.” Moving from the top to the bottom, the knife sliced her shirt so I could see her skin. A single red line of blood appeared as Ann flinched away from me “Either hold still or I will tie you up.” I threatened as the knife started carving into her skin.