I Am The Luna

Chapter 26

A Scatter of Pearls

ZAIA. “Have I already told you that you look beautiful tonight?” Someone whispers in my ear. My breath hitches, not sensing him coming closer and I almost turn when a hand touches my waist, stopping me.

His scent fills my nose and I smile, tilting my head and poking my eyes out playfully at Atticus. “Twice actually,” I say softly, sipping the champagne from my glass. He smirks. “I guess I just can’t express it enough.”

I am about to reply when Dad taps the microphone, capturing my attention. “Ladies and gentlemen, all esteemed guests, may I have your attention,” Dad says, making the chatter die through the hall.

We are in one of the lavish five-star hotels not far outside of the Crystal Shadow Pack territory for Dad’s dinner party he is hosting in my honour.

The night has been a blur of meeting people and making small talk, and not all of them are werewolves, hence Dad’s use of a microphone.

Atticus raises his eyebrows playfully at me as we both give Dad our full attention. Atticus’s pack and our pack became allies thanks to the friendship between Atticus and

Although Atticus still makes it clear that I am the one he wants, we are simply friends, but I won’t deny that I appreciate having him in my life. Even the children like having him around and call him Uncle too.

It’s nice having a friend. I never heard back from Valerie and, for some reason, the emails that I sent returned to my outbox with a ‘failed’ notification.

everyone knows, my Daughter Zaia Toussaint has been a great asset to my company for the last few years. Being voted in as managing director of

die down before he slips his free hand into his

truth. She has proven herself greatly and not only to me but to our company. Her hands-on approach to handling every hurdle, as well as her work ethic and professionalism towards our

strap of my ivory-fitted dress that reaches the floor. My hair is pulled up in a stylish updo with a small pearl

me as Dad continues and a few whispers, which I don’t bother with. “It has been a while since Mr. Simmons has been contemplating retiring from his position and

none other than my

better every single day, but I never expected Dad to name me his heir

whispers in my ear, taking my glass from me as Dad holds his hand out to me,

allow him to help me up the steps to the stage. I glance out at everyone gathered here, waiting for the clapping to die down. Right… a

do that when you

a part of this beautiful moment. I want to thank my father for believing in me, the board members for always supporting and guiding me and above all, I want

last but not least, I want to thank Atticus Payne for always being

hair back, tucking it behind my ear, only for it to slip out again. Everyone claps and Dad gives me a hug, congratulating me as

I’m lost in the sea of faces as I try to remember everyone’s names. I’m almost out of the crowd when I suddenly feel as if I’m

it makes my heart pound. I close my

far end, but all I see is the

hard part is over. I’m exhausted mentally from all the socialising, and I just want to head home and curl up with my babies. I have just

kids goodnight before ending the call. I know I need to return… the quietness of

hours left. Get back in there.” I tell myself as I look in

a face. I know my personal assistant picked it out, but this single pearl strap just doesn’t feel enough to support my breasts. Well, I’ve made it through more

my face and exit the ladies’ room, almost tripping over the hem of my skirt. I frown, bending down

arm knocks into someone, making me gasp as something catches on my pearl strap and to my horror, the violent tug breaks

loose and my hands instantly go to my

“I do apologise, I…”

husky voice

A voice I recognise…

hall, my eyes darting back to the bathroom

rise on my skin as he reaches over and pulls the door open. His intoxicating scent hits me

a

now see him in the mirror before me. However, I refuse to look at his face. If

for some strange reason still has an effect on me. I spent years trying to get rid of those emotions… I don’t need him back in my

string and

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