THE LUNA THEY REJECTED CAME BACK RUTHLESS

Not Human

The room went silent.

Heavy.

Charged.

Like the air itself was waiting for something to happen.

“You’re outnumbered,” one of the men said.

Zayden didn’t move.

Didn’t flinch.

“I’ve never needed numbers,” he replied calmly.

Something in his tone made my chest tighten.

Confidence.

Danger.

The kind that wasn’t fake.

The two men exchanged a look.

Then—

They moved.

Fast.

Too fast for normal humans.

My breath caught as one of them lunged toward Zayden, his movement sharp and precise.

But Zayden was faster.

He caught the man mid-attack, his grip firm as he twisted his arm back with a force that made a crack echo through the room.

The man grunted in pain.

Before the second attacker could react—

Zayden moved again.

A blur.

A shift.

And suddenly—

The second man was slammed against the wall, the impact strong enough to shake the room.

I froze.

My heart pounding.

This wasn’t normal.

None of this was normal.

“You should have stayed away,” Zayden said quietly.

The first man struggled, pulling free just enough to step back, his expression no longer confident.

Now—

It was cautious.

“What are you?” he demanded.

Zayden didn’t answer.

Instead, he stepped forward slowly.

And that was when I felt it.

That same energy.

But stronger.

Darker.

It rolled off him in waves, filling the room with something powerful, something that made it hard to breathe.

The men felt it too.

I could see it in their faces.

Fear.

Real fear.

“You’re not supposed to interfere,” one of them said.

Zayden’s gaze darkened.

“And you’re not supposed to touch her,” he replied.

Before they could react—

He moved again.

Faster than before.

This time, there was no hesitation.

No holding back.

Within seconds—

Both men were on the ground.

Not moving.

Not fighting.

Defeated.

Silence filled the room again.

But it wasn’t calm.

It was heavy.

Unsettling.

Zayden turned slightly, his eyes landing on me.

And for a moment—

I couldn’t speak.

Because what I had just seen…

Wasn’t human.

“What are you?” I whispered.

He held my gaze for a second.

Then—

“That’s not the question you should be asking,” he said.

My heart skipped.

“Then what should I ask?”

His eyes dropped briefly to my stomach.

Then back to me.

“You should be asking,” he said quietly,

“What you are becoming.”

A chill ran down my spine.

Because something told me—

He already knew the answer. 😈🔥