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…

Zaia…

“Zaia?”

than it was when she spoke to me. “It has been! Wow… babe, you look… gorgeous. I

asked me to bring her to the meeting, but right now I wish I

Truly. How are you?” Zaia asks her, not missing a beat and clearly

narrow my eyes. No part of this was a

hearing the sound of heels. ” Oh, Zaia! You

“No.” Zaia’s reply comes.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be insensitive.” Cara apologises. “I’ve just been looking for him. He left

will… I’m sorry.” Cara

man like him is not worth crying over. I’ve moved on.” Zaia’s words sting but I can’t blame

“Congratulations.”

Send Annalise

off. “Where has he gone…” I hear Cara mutter as she

As for Atticus, that idiot should have told her about Valerie… why didn’t he? I walk down the hall, returning to our private room and walking over to our table where

where were we…” I say

And no matter how hard I try,

got to be a sign… meeting her again after all these years has to

finally done, and the deal is sealed. We

Cara says, about to hold

I say quietly. She blushes, clearly humiliated, and nods, tucking a strand of her black

with her sleeve.

time, though it’s understandable. The gushing sound of the large stone fountain is the only thing you can

and I put the

car has air conditioning when Zaia’s voice

the front lawn. Her voice is full of

she had gone to her father’s pack, I didn’t expect Atticus to still be a part of her life. Especially to the point that they’re laughing

What I see is not something I was expecting. Atticus is down on one knee

a big step… but I want to ask you… will you, my beautiful, feisty queen,

feeling Cara’s eyes on me and I turn my gaze ahead,

So she’s moved on….

a short time. I knew the risk of it happening

in silence, and although Cara tries to make small talk, I’m not interested. I drop her off at home before I drive to the

of Zaia looking down at Atticus

at her… I clench the steering wheel, my eyes flashing, and I get

and step inside, loosening my tie and head up the stairs only for Mom to call me when I’m

“Sebastian!”

She’s awake…

“Hmm?”

“Come here!”

walk to the lounge instead, where she and Dad are cuddled on the sofa. Mom has a blanket over her, her

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