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Chapter Thirty Nine - Rebel Moon Michael I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even breath until that little minx left my sight. It was as if she had reached right into my body and squeezed my windpipe shut. I hauled myself to my feet, and pulled out my silver dagger. “After them!” I ordered. The Ten stepped out of the shadows looking at me doubtfully. “But the Luna...” “She’s not your Luna!” I roared, and launched my body after them. My stomach was still rolling and I could taste vomit on the back of my throat. Now I knew why I never wanted, never needed a mate. A mate made you weak. One tiny woman could bring me to my knees, and I hadn’t even touched her. The thought of reaching out and touching that delicate little face, feeling that tiny body in my hands, having those small han