ADDAMS

I was certain he would not give up on her, not because he loved her, even if I dare thought he had a little feeling of love toward her, but because of his pride.

He couldn't digest having been so duped, he couldn't accept his documents to be outside without raising a finger.

Now he knew she was with me, that she eloped to be with me because she never ceased to love me, he wasn't chasing her for discussing.

He would kill her.

I left the castle, knowing he would come certainly there, I didn't want our confrontation to happen here in Brazil with all these masses.

Yes. I would face him up, I could wait and stay hidden waiting for the FBI or whatever corps this advocate would find to come with for his arrestation.

Though I didn't want it to happen like that, I didn't want him to escape all the suffering I had planned to make him endure.

With his wealth, the prison would be just a way for him to rest safely, it wouldn't stop him to continue all his shitty stuff.

He would meet me on this island, it wasn't far from Brazil it was just at two hours flight from there.

He certainly had with him his private airplane.

I didn't want my Luna to be confronted with such a danger, I would kill myself if something wrong happened to her.

"What do you think now of me" I questioned to lead aside the agony of silence filled in the vehicle.

This discussion would help her to think of something else rather than kill herself with all these stressful thoughts I knew were cruising her psyche.

"I am not getting what you are trying to convey," She said back.

"I mean what do you think of me now, you know I am a werewolf, now you know I am not a human"

"Do you always envisage your life with me?"

"What the hell is that question babe?" she yelled out.

"I want you to be the father of my little monster, I love you more than you think I do. I feel now special to be with you, I know you are special, that our relationship is special"

"I am the wife of a superman. How do you think I could feel knowing that?" She didn't stop, even to breath
"It is just, just..." she stuttered unable to find the right word

I laughed, it wasn't the reaction I expected, it made me feel appeased.

Not to mean, I thought she would have rejected me, I knew she would always be there for me, but this enthusiasm with which she spoke wasn't expected.

I squeezed her hand, and she pressed her soft pink lips on mine, which gave me more reason to make this fucking asshole supposed to be my father regretted everything he had made her endure since her youngest age.

I parked the car and came out followed by her. She looked at me suspiciously, unable to understand what I was planning.

I entered the hotel. It was a very luxurious hotel, one of the properties I liked the most.

She entered the building and we got in a room on the last floor.

"What are we doing here," she asked frowning, she had started understanding what I was planning.

"Don't ever mind it" She blurted sternly.

"I should, you are the one he is chasing, all his anger is directed toward you. He will kill you if he meets you" I explained trying to help her attain her composure.

"No, no, no" she nodded refusing to understand even a word of what I was saying.

"This war is mine, I won't leave you to fight for me alone, I will be there for you, to support you, I will fight at your side"

"If I have to die better it should be at your side"

"I can't fancy about how hurt I would be knowing this asshole has succeeded to kill you," she said gripping the hem of my clothing. with a cascade of tears on her cheeks.

"What are you saying? Don't forget that Superman always defeats his enemy" I pronounced with a tone of joke.

"Stop kidding, stop it, we aren't in a movie, we are talking about your life."

"Never again I will lose somebody I care for without moving a finger" She poured her tears onto my dress, her face on my shoulder.

I wrapped my arm around her waist, planting a soft kiss on her neck.

"Nothing bad will happen to me, I think you should have just mercy for my adversary" I mumbled.

She stayed silent, and after some minutes a thought cruised my psyche. I had thought of Nelson and Jelena.

What happened to them, knowing Armand he would have certainly done something to see Whitney coming back.

Hence, I asked anxiously if she had some information about them.

Her response gave a blow of appeasement to my heart.

They were safe certainly, in England at this hour.

I was glad to know she had thought of everything.

The moment came to leave her and unexpectedly after this moment of silence, she understood what was good for her.

She no more argued, she was silent, accepting
everything I had explained.

Was she really okay with that? Her demeanor told me she had understood, but my little finger told me it was just a prank.

That she would follow me discreetly, however, it was just a feeling. I was playing against the time, I had to leave her here in this room.

"Be careful babe, avoid every confrontation, The FBI would be in this place, ready to arrest him. Try to come back safe" she wished, with her lips on my cheeks for a kiss.

Her resignation was so weird.

"Don't bother Luna, everything will be okay" I responded, and took her in a hug, a warm hug, knowing maybe it would be the last.

I wasn't certain of anything, not of my victory, I was playing with my life, I knew it, but he must pay.

They..!

Even this hypocrite of Petterson.