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?”

it’s been ages. How are you?” Zaia asks, her voice sounding far warmer than it was when she spoke to me. “It has been! Wow… babe, you look… gorgeous. I see you’re

to risk being seen by Cara, I stay hidden. Dad had asked me to bring her to the meeting, but right now I wish

are you?” Zaia asks her, not missing a beat and clearly not fazed

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,

exhale slowly, hearing the sound of heels. ”

“No.” Zaia’s reply comes.

for him. He left

we will… I’m sorry.” Cara

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

“Congratulations.”

Send Annalise my

mutter as she walks down the

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 the client is waiting with his wife. She

apologise for the delay. Now where were

I’m now relieved that I did. And no matter how hard I try, I’m unable to

meeting her again after

deal is sealed. We part ways and I’m ready to head

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

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

Zaia earlier…” she mutters, fiddling with her

hotel. It’s mainly empty, considering the time, though it’s understandable. The gushing sound of the large stone fountain is the

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

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

large fountain at the centre of the front lawn. Her voice

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

help but silently turn to look in that direction. What I see is not

I want to

eyes on me and I turn my gaze ahead, sliding the windows up,

So she’s moved on….

risk of it happening

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

looking down at Atticus fucking replaying in my mind. My eyes flash with

he was looking up at her… I clench the steering wheel, my eyes flashing, and I get out. No, I’m not losing her. Fuck,

make my way up to the mansion and step inside, loosening my tie and head up

“Sebastian!”

She’s awake…

“Hmm?”

“Come here!”

Dad are cuddled on the sofa. Mom has

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