I Am The Luna

It’s pretty late in the evening when I finally head home. I had gone to Valerie’s apartment again, but there was nothing more to find other than what the squad had already learned. I took her phone from them, in hopes she’d have Zaia’s new number in there, but there is nothing

I wonder if she has another phone and ask the team to bring me all her devices, but there is no sign of a second phone. I’m sure they stayed in contact, but even Jai is not sure on how Valerie didn’t tell him much more than what he already knew.

Checking her emails also doesn’t bring anything, but there are emails of a conversation with a doctor regarding the poison and Zaia’s blood, something I d******d copies of

I unlock the front door to the mansion, and step inside, pulling open the buttons of my shirt, as I lean against the door and stare down the hall.

The memory of Zaia running down this hall in a rush, looking graceful and sexy all at once as she flings her arms around my neck, kisses me and helps me out of my jacket, returns with a vengeance

Zaia is everything, beautiful, strong, confident, pure and s3xy. I miss her… miss her touch; her smile…. the taste of her….

An image of her naked fills my mind, and I close my eyes.

Not now… I groan internally.

It’s been over four months since I’ve had sex… since she left. The dreams only make it harder and masturbating to her memories is nowhere near the real thing.

I did this… I admit I deserve this. Pushing myself away from the wall, I head upstairs, passing our old bedroom. I pause and stare at the door I can’t bring myself to go in there.

Is there any remnant of her scent left behind? Opening the door, I’m instantly I’m hit with a powerful wave of nostalgia. Making me unable to enter “Well, look who decided to return.” Dad’s crisp voice makes me turn to him. I frown slightly and tilt my head.

“I’ve been busy with what’s been going on,” I say quietly I don’t want to argue with him. Closing the door, I move past him when he calls me “Sebastian.

is

better. “I think you got used to the level that I raised this pack to. We’re only returning to how it was when you were Alpha.” I reply

a reply, I

his crap. “Do not

you better not disrespect me.” I snarl, my eyes flashing as I

you Alpha.”

a king, and unless he proves he is worthy to be called king, he will forever remain a fool. I’m acknowledged as the Alpha for what I have achieved. As for the shit I’ve messed up, I know what

she’s the one I wronged. Our eyes meet, both of us raging with anger and before this gets out of hand, I turn

the bathroom and pull open the cabinet. Grabbing the pill bottle, I unscrew

knock on the bedroom door, I quickly slip the pills into my pocket before I go to

things are still extremely tense

results, combined with the tension, brought me to the decision that

the gates to the entrance of the Whispering Mountain Pack. After not being able

wanting it to somehow get to the person watching me

for Atticus. The guard is watching me like a hawk.

off, and no one can enter but it’s easier for me to reach Atticus on

the sound of footsteps and the door opens and Atticus

us some time alone,” he murmurs to his guard. The man bows before

have here? I’m appalled at your brazen behaviour, Sebastian King When I specifically told you, you aren’t allowed anywhere near my pack, yet you show

reply, my eyes flickering from my wolves

reason you are alive. I don’t need Zaia getting upset with your presence,” he

talk to her, it’s why I’m here,” I reply as I

slightly and

on?” he asks, “and haven’t you? So why are you still trying to hurt her, unless, of course, you don’t really care for

implying that it’s an act? “This is about my kids. I know those babies are mine, no matter if you or she deny

as mine, really… Sebastian, even if somehow

Somehow?

They are mine

man to ever be a father figure to my children. Just the thought makes my blood boil. My eyes flash as I push myself away from

“Call Zaia,” I growl.

willing to talk to you, rest assured, I know she won’t accept you back,

“What?” I almost snarl.

if she doesn’t want anything to do with

jaw No because I will keep

and takes his phone out and dials a number I

over and look down at

snaps, shoving me back, but

don’t trust him at

making sure,” I growl. “Pathetic” He mutters as the phone goes to the answering

“Try again,” I growl.