I Am The Luna

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…

little longer, Zaia… Then I’ll

“Zaia?”

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

Cara, I stay hidden. Dad had asked me to bring

are you?” Zaia asks

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

have fun, and good night,” Zaia says. I exhale slowly, hearing the sound of heels. ” Oh, Zaia! You haven’t

“No.” Zaia’s reply comes.

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

you, we will… I’m sorry.” Cara mumbles. I cock a

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

“Congratulations.”

Send Annalise

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

Jai because I’m sure Zaia will want to meet Valerie. 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

do apologise for the delay. Now where

now relieved that I did. And no matter how hard

a sign… meeting her again

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

says, about to hold on to my arm

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

mutters, fiddling with her sleeve. “I

through the large front lawn of the hotel. It’s mainly empty, considering the time, though it’s understandable. The gushing sound of the large stone fountain is the only thing you can

and I put the car in drive. Cara rolls the

hot.” She says, I’m about to reply, telling her the car has air

fountain at the centre of the front lawn. Her voice is full of surprise and amusement. A flash of irritation and jealousy rushes

I learned she had gone to her father’s pack, I didn’t expect Atticus to still

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

I know that this is a big step… but I want to ask you… will you, my

Cara’s eyes on me and I turn my gaze ahead, sliding the windows up, not

So she’s moved on….

risk of

not interested. I drop her off at home before I drive to the mansion and

the ignition off, I sit there, the image of Zaia looking down at Atticus fucking replaying in my mind. My eyes flash with irritation and

the way he was looking up at her… I clench the steering

tie and

“Sebastian!”

She’s awake…

“Hmm?”

“Come here!”

instead, where she and Dad are cuddled on the sofa. Mom has a blanket over her, her head resting on Dad’s chest as he drinks his glass