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. Fix it or give up your

this pack better. “I think you got used to the level that I raised this pack to. We’re

for a reply,

“Do not turn your

Alpha now, and you better not disrespect me.” I

made you Alpha.” He

king, he will forever remain a fool. I’m acknowledged as the Alpha for

us raging with anger and before this gets out of hand, I turn and storm down the hall, having had

pull open the cabinet. Grabbing the pill bottle,

have these checked. Hearing a knock on the bedroom door, I quickly slip the pills into my pocket before I

day, and things are still extremely tense at home The results of the pills came back positive. Each

combined with the tension, brought me to the

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

wanting it to somehow get to the person watching me

against my car as I wait for Atticus. The guard is watching me like a hawk. He has called Atticus and

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 hear the sound of footsteps and the door opens

murmurs to his guard. The man bows before walking away and Atticus turns

well, well… look what we 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

came alone and I’m here to talk, not to argue ” I reply, my eyes flickering

is the only reason you are alive. I don’t need Zaia getting upset with your

I’m here,” I reply as I cross

frowns slightly and

that she’s moved on?” he asks, “and haven’t you? So why are you still trying to hurt her,

my kids. I know those babies are mine,

really… Sebastian, even if somehow you are the

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 from the car, closing the gap between us, wanting to punch his

“Call Zaia,” I growl.

go ask her if she’s willing to talk to you, rest assured, I know she

“What?” I almost snarl.

this talk, if she doesn’t want anything to do with you,

jaw No because

and dials a number

over and look down at the

He snaps, shoving me back, but I refuse to

trust him

“Pathetic” He mutters as the phone goes to

“Try again,” I growl.