His Blue Moon Princess
Chapter 62

I feel like I'm going to be sick. I feel nauseous, looking at those words. Seeing my shocked expression, Damian takes the phone away from me, throwing it back to his brother, and gently kisses my forehead to comfort me. He is just as agitated as me, but I can tell he "It's okay, Nora, I'll find who the hell did this, I swear."

is trying hard to control himself right now, so I keep him close, my hands on his chest.

His words are burning with anger, but he is still worried about me. I shake my head, slowly processing everything I just saw and heard.

"I can't believe it... Is Liam okay?" I ask, trying to control my breathing.

"He is okay, Nora, no one was there when he came up," says Nate.

"It happened in the afternoon. Everything was normal when I went there earlier," Bobo says.

Bobo is right; he went back to get me clothes only a few hours ago. Chef Michel takes the phone to look at the pictures and so does Narcissa. Meanwhile, Neal is apparently busy texting, and he is frowning and growling a lot while doing so.

"The surveillance cameras didn't give anything. Someone disconnected them."

"How the hell did they get in? What about security?" Growls Damian.

"Liam said the door's lock was... shot. ...He found silver bullets."

I gasp. Oh Moon Goddess, this is serious. Someone armed with a g*n to kill werewolves actually broke into my place. What if I had been there? Or if they had met Bobo? Or Tonia, or Liam?

"And the blood?" I ask. "Is it really blood?"

Gosh, I hope it isn't. So much of it would be really, really bad news. But no one can actually give me an answer. Neal is now busy taking one call after another, speaking so fast I can't understand a thing, and Nate is reading texts, too. I turn to Damian, and once again, his eyes are totally scary. My mate looks like he is about to kill someone. However, he can't scare me, so I just lean onto his chest, and I feel his hand in my hair a second later.

"What do we do now?" I ask.

"You're coming with me; I'm taking you back to my place. Neal, find as much information as you can, and get my brother somewhere else to sleep."

"He said he already has a place to crash," says Nate.

Damian immediately growls at him, annoyed. "I don't give a s**t, Nate. I want to know where Liam is, and you bring his a*s back to the headquarters whether he likes it or not. We are not playing games now. Bobo, you and Tonia go help Neal, too, Nora will stay with me. And I want the full Clan gathering in two hours, no exceptions. Clear?"

Everyone agrees and disperses right away, leaving the two of us alone. I turn to Damian, but before I can say a thing, his arms surround me, and he is carrying me again across the restaurant. I would probably be quite embarrassed if the situation wasn't so urgent, but now is certainly not the time to fight with him, so I just put my arms around his neck to hold on. None of this makes sense anyway. I was working just a few minutes ago, but now, turns out I'm in a life-threatening situation.

Damian takes me to a black sports car and starts driving at full speed across the city. I can't say a word during the full trip. I'm too shaken up, and I wouldn't know what to say. Moreover, Damian takes one call after another on the car monitor. Neal, Nate, and some other people's voices I don't recognize give him more information as soon as they get it, and I just listen. It's not much, actually. The building surveillance cameras went down for two hours in the afternoon, and they are still looking in the neighborhood for some decent footage of the closest streets. No one heard the gunshots, either, but they found a total of eight bullets; most of them were used to destroy the door's lock.

At some point, I stop listening to close my eyes. This is all so unreal, like I'm in one of those thriller action movies Tonia loves where they talk about crime scenes and ballistics. I look at the city outside, wondering what happened that it would come to this. At some point, I feel Damian's hand on my knee, and I take it. I can feel his emotions so clearly; my wolf just translates it all for me. Our mate is worried for us and furious. He is on the phone, but we don't need to talk for now. We are next to each other; we don't need any words.

Once we arrive back at the office building, Damian stays close to me, putting his arm around me to take me quickly inside. He only seems to ease up a little when we finally arrive at his flat.

There, he heaves out a deep sigh and hugs me once more now that we are completely alone. I lean into his embrace, the safest place in the world to me.

"I was so worried something might have happened to you..." he whispers.

"I know, I'm okay, Damian. I'm fine."

He nods, and for a while, just keeps me in his arms. I feel his shoulders relaxing a little, and get on my toes to give him a kiss. I know we are both shaken up. Damian takes my hand and we both sit on the large grey sofa, facing each other. "Are going to tell the police?" I ask.

"Already did, Nate is on it. We are going to need forensics to know who did it." "The message on the wall... This is clearly someone who is personally after me." "Your brother is still in the psychiatric ward. The only name I can think of is..." "Marcus," I whisper.

Damian nods. I really didn't want to believe it, but that's the most plausible answer. I can't believe he is still alive, and after me. And this attack, this was way too close, too. How did he find me? Why now, after all this time? He got to my apartment, with a g*n full of silver bullets. The more I think about it, the more I think that all this doesn't look like Marcus at all. He is a rash man, and not that smart either. Leaving blood all other the room and sacking my apartment, that's like him. That message, too. That sicko has been eyeing me ever since I was a teen. But sneaking into the Blood Moon's territory, finding my location, and deactivating the building's surveillance system?

"What is it?" Asks Damian, noticing my frowning.

"Something is not right. Damian, I think Marcus is the one who did this, too, but a lot of things don't make sense. Like, how did he get access to the surveillance system? Or how was he able to find me, and get a g*n on top of that? He shouldn't have any resources left in Silver City, so how did he pull something like that? And I know him, that psycho is definitely not smart enough for something so elaborate."

"You think someone helped him... But who would?"

An answer immediately comes to mind, but I really, really don't like what that would imply. But that someone would definitely have the resources to pull this off, and a good reason to use Marcus, too. The only thing is, Damian is not going to like this at all... "...Nora?"

But before I can reply, someone comes in. Nate, followed by Liam in his wolf form. The second brother looks exhausted.

Hi, Nora.

So, you came back after all?

Well, I heard Damian was going to s***k me if I didn't...

I chuckle, and Liam comes to lay on the couch next to me. Nate is glaring at him, but doesn't say a thing. He probably wasn't happy to have to go look for him now.

"So?" Asks Damian.

"The cops took over. And the surveillance camera from Irina's shop across the building shows a man going in and coming out a few minutes later, exactly in the time slot after Bobo dropped by and before Liam came. But he was wearing a cap and a large coat, so I don't think we will be able to identify him."

Nate sighs and goes to get himself a glass from the kitchen, some whiskey, judging by the smell. Damian frowns while his brother does so, but doesn't say a thing.

I bet it's Marcus.

"We think so, too," says Damian. "But Nora thinks someone helped him, and she's probably right. That sicko couldn't get in so easily."

"Who then? The Jade Moon banished him, right?" Asks Nate.

What about the Sapphire Moon? They hate us.

"They wouldn't stoop so low has to help a shithead like Marcus..." Growls Damian.

"Guys, I have something to tell you."

All three of them turn their heads to me, and I suddenly feel really awkward. But I have to tell them. Damian promised not to keep secrets anymore; I should do the same. Moreover, this is really important. I turn to Damian, trying not to worry too much. "Damian, promise me you won't get angry."

Wow, now coming from you, that doesn't sound good.

"Shut up, Liam. Damian, please."

He looks at me for a few seconds, visibly lost by my request, and takes my hand again. "I won't, but Nora, what is it?"

"I... I had a bit of a fight with Alexandra King earlier today."

"You had WHAT?"

Damian's Alpha aura immediately acts out, and for once, my wolf isn't feeling too great about it. Both Nate and Liam look at me with completely shocked faces, too, but their oldest brother worries me the most. He jumps off of the sofa and looks at me with an expression I can't decipher, something between rage and incredulity. Well, I don't care, but he better not be angry at me now! My wolf remembers the very disagreeable experience and agrees with me.

"You said you wouldn't get angry! And she started it, she came to the restaurant looking for me."

"Looking for trouble, you mean. How typical of King," mutters Nate.

"What did she say?" Ask Damian, in his ice-cold tone.

I tell them all about Alexandra's words, and how I stood up to her. Liam can't help himself and interrupts me a couple of times with his enthusiasm, but both Nathaniel and Damian are staring at me until I'm done. Actually, telling them about that stupid fight annoys me again when I have to remember all of Alexandra's words, and when I'm done, I'm just as mad as I previously was.

"I didn't want to have to stoop to her level, but she started it, Damian, and I was not going to back off."

A few seconds of silence follow I'm waiting for their reaction. Finally, Liam breaks the silence first. That's our girl! I'm proud of you, Nora, though I wish you had bitten her, too.

"Well, I'm not going to say you were wrong, either," says Nate. "And King was wrong from A to Z, coming to look for Nora in the first place."

Eventually, all eyes turn to Damian, waiting for his reaction. I get it a second before his brother, through my wolf. Our mate is mad. Really, really mad.

In a split second, I see a sudden movement, and the large table loudly breaks in two under Damian's fist.

"That's expensive, you know..." Sighs Nathaniel, rolling his eyes.

"I can't believe the nerve of that woman! How dare she threaten you! And making fun of our bond on top of that? Who the hell does she think she is!"

"I don't care about her threats, Damian. I don't want that woman anywhere near you, or telling me if I deserve to be with you or not."

"Well, I care! If the Gold Moon Clan wants war, they are going to have it!"

Oh Moon Goddess, this is so not what I planned. I get up and grab his arm, trying to have him calm down. To my surprise, Nate and Liam don't move a finger to help me reason with Damian, just watching the two of us. "Damian, calm down. This is not worth blowing your partnership with their Clan."

"Nora is right, Damian. The situation is too tense right now to take such decisions."

But King overstepped her boundaries. She came on our territory to threaten Nora and, indirectly, she threatened Damian, too. And what if she really is the one behind the attack at the apartment?

Suddenly, I remember the witch's words. The basket is full of snakes. What if the Black Brother's alliance with the Gold Moon Clan really turns out to be a trap? Does that mean they don't have any reliable allies? "How are things with the Sapphire Moon Clan?" I ask.

"Surprisingly stable, for now. Well, they still hate us and won't negotiate with us for anything, but we haven't had any fight on the border for a few days now, which is quite... unusual."

"You think they changed their minds?"

"More like they are too busy to look for trouble. I don't know what's going on, but I heard their business is not doing so good, either, though they won't show it. I think something is wrong in their own territory."

Too preoccupied to find time to hate us? That sounds like really big trouble for them...

Liam is right. The Sapphire Moon Clan is supposed to quite prosperous by themselves; so what is going on now? The boys start talking about the situation at the border and arguing about what to do with the Gold Moon Clan, but something else catches my attention.

The witch's butterfly is back! I don't know how it came all the way to Damian's apartment, but it flies all the way to me, carrying something. It drops it at my feet and lands on my shoulder. A business card?

I bend over to grab it, reading: "William Blue, CEO, Sapphire Holdings."