I Am The Luna

Chapter 27

I watch as her face changes from surprise to realisation to devastation. Her heart is thumping wildly as she stares at me, her gorgeous violet eyes wide.

She didn’t know, just as I presumed, and I wish I had somehow found a way to let her know that Valerie needed her. Well, no surprise there, fucking up is my forte and I keep doing that.

She used to be the voice of logic and reason in my life, and why my father truly approved of her. Although he never liked her father, he had always held Zaia in high regard. That is a relationship that is still not the way it used to be before I divorced her.

Looking at her, I know that she deserves that position as CEO. I won’t ever say it, but I’m proud of her.

“I… How?” she asks softly. “We never caught the attacker. It’s a long story and… I shouldn’t be seen here with you. Can we meet somewhere else, maybe tomorrow?” I ask, swallowing as I try not to look at her tempting, glossy lips.

“Meet? You want to meet now? No. Tell me what happened to Valerie. I need to meet her. I need to, I’m an awful friend,” she whispers the end part as she turns her head away.

“No. I should have tried harder to get the message through to you. Look, here’s Jai’s number. He moved to Valerie’s mother’s original pack with the Scotts’ after it happened. Call him, and he’ll tell you the rest of the details and give you the full address,” I say, taking out my own business. card and adding Jai’s number to the bottom. I can’t risk being seen with her, just in case.

She reaches for the card, her fingertips brushing my finger as she takes it. There’s no mate bond, but the tingles of her touch rush through me, strong. My eyes flicker silver for a second before she turns away from me.

“Thank you,” she says, turning her back to me and reaching for the door handle. I hate that she has to leave. Why can’t this moment last longer?

“Zaia,”

She pauses but doesn’t turn back to me, waiting for me to speak. “How are my pups?” I ask quietly. Her heart thuds, but instead of replying, she pulls open the door and steps out.

My own heart squeezes but I don’t fight it. I can’t risk us being seen together. Even if I’m getting closer to learning who they are, I can’t ruin it all when I’ve come so far…

longer, Zaia… Then I’ll

“Zaia?”

you?” Zaia asks, her voice sounding far warmer than it was when she spoke to me. “It has been! Wow… babe, you look…

asked me to bring her to the meeting, but

the rumours are colourful, but I’m happy. Truly. How are you?” Zaia asks her, not missing a beat and clearly not fazed by

here on a dinner date…” Cara trails off and I narrow my eyes. No part of this was a date, and for her to insinuate that it is, is pissing

night,” Zaia says. I exhale slowly, hearing the sound of heels. ”

“No.” Zaia’s reply comes.

Cara apologises. “I’ve just been looking for him. He left the table a while ago.

I’m sorry.” Cara mumbles. I cock a

crying over. I’ve moved on.” Zaia’s words

“Congratulations.”

Send

voice comes before I hear her walk off. “Where has he gone…” I hear Cara mutter as she walks down the corridor and

for Atticus, that idiot should have told her about Valerie… why didn’t he? I walk down the hall,

delay. Now where

no matter

sign… meeting her again after all these years has

later, we’re finally done, and the deal is sealed. We part ways and I’m ready to head

you were so on it, after the break!” Cara says, about to

Alpha, nothing more,” I say quietly. She blushes, clearly humiliated, and nods, tucking a strand of

I saw Zaia earlier…” she mutters, fiddling with her sleeve.

the large front lawn of the hotel. It’s mainly empty, considering the time, though it’s understandable. The gushing sound

and we get in and I put the car in drive. Cara rolls the window

I’m about to reply, telling her the car has air conditioning when Zaia’s

my head sharply towards the large fountain at the centre of the front lawn. Her voice is full of surprise and amusement. A flash of irritation and

didn’t expect Atticus to

is not something I was expecting. Atticus is down on one knee in front of her, in a position that is

I know that this is a big step… but I want to ask

I turn my gaze ahead,

So she’s moved on….

risk of

to make small talk, I’m not interested. I drop her off at home before I drive to the mansion and park the car inside the

at Atticus fucking replaying in my

steering wheel, my eyes flashing, and

tie and head

“Sebastian!”

She’s awake…

“Hmm?”

“Come here!”

she and Dad are cuddled on the sofa. Mom has a

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