I Am The Luna

Chapter 25

ZAIA

I press my foot on the brake as I wait for the security guards to unlock the large gates that leads to the entrance of our home. Once the large gates swing open, I drive through.

“Good evening Madam,” the night security guard says, tipping his hat to me. “Good evening, Aaron,” I reply, sliding my car window up.

I glance up at the house when it comes into view. The upstairs window lights are on and due to the warmth, a few of the windows are open.

The sound of a child’s laughter reaches my ears, and it’s like music. I park up in the driveway and turning the ignition off, I get out and shut the door quietly, wanting to surprise them.

I lock the car doors and make my way up the three steps that lead to the large four-bedroom home. Dad did not hold back. He gave us this when we first arrived.

Not only is it in a private area, but it’s extremely secure on all sides. The property itself has large walls topped with spikes surrounding it.

“Come on, time for bed!” Mom’s voice rings in the air. Oh, he’s being a handful again!

inside and lock the door behind me. Putting my bag and keys down, I kick my heels off and stretch. Goddess,

before they fall asleep. The door to their bedroom stands open, there’re

one of the two beds that are against one wall with

my three-year-old son barrels into me, wrapping his arms

at me with bright blue eyes and

I say when I move back and tug his cheeks lightly. “Ok, Mommy!” He runs off, and I slowly stand up as I scan the room for my

her in the bed, hidden behind Mom, I walk over to them and kiss Mom’s forehead softly as she

gets up

dark copper-coloured hair, my heart clenching

almost never made it… she spent six months after her birth in hospital until she was deemed strong enough to leave… despite

of Alpha bload, but my Tinkerbell doesn’t have much weight and is quite petite in size, but she’s

I’m right here,” I whisper, kissing her forehead. “I’m happy…” she says with a gigantic

nod before I

you want a bedtime story?” I ask the boy who is gathering up the airplane he has built with Legos. “Yes, please, but look at my

are incredible and so

dew drops as we all shuggle into the bed, and I read them a story of a young boy who goes on an

them drift into a deep sleep. Only then do I slowly lift Zion up

I reply, kissing his cheek softly before

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