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.

him to continue “This pack is going to the dogs.

pack better. “I think you got used to the level

for a reply,

for his crap. “Do not turn your back on me, Sebastian.” He

I am the Alpha now, and you better not disrespect me.” I snarl, my eyes flashing as I turn and glare

you Alpha.” He

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 I’m doing, and I don’t

Our eyes meet, both of us raging with anger and before this gets out of hand, I turn and storm down the

the guest room where I’ve been staying and head straight to the bathroom and pull open the cabinet. Grabbing the pill bottle, I unscrew

I quickly slip the pills into my pocket before I go to answer

fix this, Zaia, I promise. A week has passed since that day, and things are still extremely tense at home The results of the pills came back positive. Each one

tension, brought me to the decision that I will

stare up at the gates to the entrance of the Whispering Mountain Pack. After not being able to reach either Atticus or Zaia via phone or

somehow get to the person watching me and also

my car as I wait for Atticus. The guard is watching me like a hawk. He has called Atticus and surprisingly Atticus has agreed to come meet

to the eastern side of his pack, the private property is entirely blocked off, and no one can enter but it’s easier for me to reach Atticus on this side rather than try to enter the pack and be apprehended by security. This way I’m not on his pack territory, just

of footsteps and the door opens

The man bows before walking away

I specifically told you, you

” I reply, my eyes flickering from my wolves

need Zaia getting upset with

to her, it’s why I’m here,” I reply

slightly and sighs

haven’t you? So why are you still trying to hurt her, unless, of course, you

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

Sebastian, even if somehow you are the father, she doesn’t want anything

Somehow?

They are mine

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

“Call Zaia,” I growl.

ask her if she’s willing to talk to you, rest assured, I know she won’t accept you back, but you have to promise me

“What?” I almost snarl.

with you, you will leave her

No because I will

out and dials a number I can hear it ring but there’s no

lean over and look down at

me back, but I

don’t trust him

“Pathetic” He mutters as the phone goes to the

“Try again,” I growl.