His Scarred Luna

ADAM'S POV:-

After everything got settled, the Alpha allowed me to take my little angel back home. I knew that she just came to save me. But with her actions she had saved the Alpha of the whole territory. The Alpha announced her scar as the signature of our pack's victory. That she was the one who saved everyone with her brave action. He was very proud to see that my little angel saved everyone inside that hall without caring for her life.

Holding her close to my chest, I made my way towards the house of my parents. Even though a little girl was missing, the whole house was back on their beds to sleep. They never cared for her. And it broke my heart to see how she was treated. I took her towards her bedroom but to my surprise, her bratty sister was sleeping on her bed. "Baby girl, did they change your room?" I asked her in a confused tone. She looked at me with teary eyes and shook her head.

"They told me to sleep in the kitchen. Skylar took my room. She said she does not have enough space in her room." She replied in her small voice, trying hard not to cry.

"What about your stuff? Your clothes, your belongings and your toys?" I asked her but she did not reply. She just rested her head on my shoulder. Hinting that Skylar had taken everything from her again. I gritted my teeth and cursed that little brat mentally. I sighed as I knew there was no way to ask her stupid parents to treat them both equally.

I took my angel towards my own bedroom. I opened the door and took her straight towards the bed. I made her lie on the bed and laid beside her. She quickly snuggled closer to me. I chuckled seeing her enthusiasm. She was crazy. And the only thing she had ever craved for, was love. Something that she had never gotten. My parents loved her as she was their granddaughter. But her parents treated her like trash.

I did not tell her anything about the scar she had gotten. I knew she would cry a lot after seeing that scar. It looked way too hideous. That son of a bitch just took her stunning face. I sighed as I knew she would see it soon and would cry her heart out. And I also knew that I would be the only one who could make her feel better.

I laid straight on the bed and pulled my little angel on my chest. She had a small smile on her face. She was sleeping peacefully.

The day she was born, since that day she had been facing all that crap. But the very moment I had held her in my arms, something really melted my heart that day. I never knew whether it was her small heart or her heavenly scent or her cute smile that appeared on her angelic face when I had held her in my arms. All I know, she and I were somehow connected from the day she was born. And I did not know why, but I wanted to keep her with me forever.

When I learned that I was actually the adopted child of my parents, instead of being sad or anything, I was happy. I was happy because I knew that relationship would have been a wall between me and my angel. I never even asked anything about my biological parents. I kind of don't even remember them. All I know, I was too young when my family died and I was adopted by the Hurler family. I would have asked about them, if my parents would not have loved me more than their real children. I made her lie on the bed and went towards the bathroom to take a shower. I still had gasoline on my clothes. I needed to wash it off before I could get some sleep.

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I was sleeping peacefully when I heard a loud scream. I sat up on the bed abruptly and looked around. My angel was sitting on the floor, hugging her knees tightly. She was sobbing hard. "Shit…" I cursed under my breath and quickly went to her. I patted her head but she did not look at me. I felt so bad seeing her like that.

"Baby, please look at me." I pleaded to her in a cooing tone. But she shook her head and her sobs became louder.

I pulled her up in my arms and carried her back to bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and made her sit on my lap. I grabbed her hands and pulled them down. She tried to hide her face in my chest but I did not let her. I cupped her face with both of my hands and made her look at me.

"What is wrong? You look perfectly fine." I said, ignoring the fact that she had already seen that hideous scar on her face. She shook her head and signalled me to look at the scar that was almost covering her right cheek and it ended up till her neck.

"I am ugly. No one will love me." She said between her sobs. I shook my head and pecked her forehead.

"My sweet little honey bunch, you are beautiful even with this scar on your beautiful face. What you did last night, not everyone gets this much courage to face a rogue. And you actually killed the Alpha and saved our Alpha. Do you know how proud he was when he saw you fighting bravely to that bastard?" I cooed at her then asked her a question. I wiped her tears with the pads of my thumbs. She shook her head and narrowed her eyes.

"You don't have to feel ashamed of this scar. It is declared as the signature of victory against rogues for our territory. You should be proud, baby girl. Now everyone is under your debt. You kind of saved the whole territory last night." I said and a small smile appeared on her face.

"Will mom and dad love me from now on like they love Skylar?" She asked me and I sighed. A forced a small smile on my face because I was speechless. That little girl had been through more than she could handle.

"I love you. Alpha Thomas loves you. Is it okay for you, my little angel?" I asked her and her smile fell for a few seconds. She then smiled cheekily and nodded her head. I sighed in relief and pecked her forehead again.

"Come on, let's get you ready and fill your little tummy. Then we are going shopping. We need to buy you a bunch of clothes, shoes, accessories and toys. And from now on, you are going to stay in my room. No one will ever take this room from you, I promise." I said and she clapped her hands in excitement. I pecked her cheek. She finally had her smile on her face.