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…

“Zaia?”

it was when she spoke to

had asked me to bring her to

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

on a dinner date…” Cara trails off and I narrow my eyes. No part of

Zaia says. I exhale slowly, hearing the sound of heels. ” Oh, Zaia! You haven’t seen Sebastian,

“No.” Zaia’s reply comes.

He left the table a while ago. “Not at all. He’s long forgotten,

you, we will… I’m sorry.” Cara

“Don’t be. A man like him is not worth crying over. I’ve moved on.” Zaia’s words sting but I can’t blame her when I’m just standing here.

“Congratulations.”

Send Annalise my

off. “Where has he gone…” I hear Cara mutter as she walks down the corridor and I take the first chance I can to slip

the hall, returning to our private room and walking over to our table where the client is waiting with his wife. She is the

do apologise for the delay. Now where were we…” I say as I

felt pissed off about coming here, I’m now relieved that I did. And no matter how hard I try, I’m unable to remove her image from my mind. My little

meeting her again after all

finally done, and the deal is sealed. We part ways and

says, about to hold on to my

blushes, clearly

she mutters, fiddling with her sleeve. “I don’t really care,” I

the hotel. It’s mainly empty, considering the time, though

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

the car has air conditioning when Zaia’s voice

front lawn. Her voice is full of surprise and amusement. A flash of irritation and jealousy

to her father’s pack, I didn’t expect Atticus to still be a

She sounds shocked now and I can’t help but silently turn to look in that direction. What I see is not something I was expecting. Atticus is down on one knee in front of her, in a position that is far too

step… but I want to ask you… will you, my beautiful, feisty queen, marry me?”

turn my gaze ahead, sliding

So she’s moved on….

the risk of it happening was there, even

home passes 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 mansion and park the car

looking down at Atticus

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

and step inside, loosening my tie and head up the stairs

“Sebastian!”

She’s awake…

“Hmm?”

“Come here!”

Dad are cuddled on the sofa. Mom has a

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