I Am The Luna

A Storm

ZAIA. He unbuckles his belt sexily. Slow and teasingly. The thin strip of hair that travels from his belly button down past his belt and into his pants makes me swallow hard. His defined V and his abs are all drool-worthy.

He’s watching me with a hunger that I never thought I’d ever see again… One that makes me light-headed, but he’s playing on my emotions. I am not going to throw away everything I built for one taste of heaven and sin.

I twirl around, turning my back to him as my heart pounds. “You really lack common courtesy, Sebastian,” I scold icily as I stare out through the gaps in the blinds at the violent storm.

The fact that my babies are home alone without me is making me uneasy. I do need to return… if I set off- I gasp when his arm reaches past me, and he parts the blind, peering out.

“It’s bad.” He murmurs. “We might just have to wait it out.” “No,” I say, my gaze dipping down before I can stop myself, but he’s put on the sweatpants.

Thank the Goddess! My cheeks burn at the fact I had a look down. “Disappointed?” he asks in a husky growl. I roll my eyes.

“No, keep dreaming,” I reply before I look into those startling blue eyes, becoming serious. “I can’t wait it out. The children are home and with everything I’ve learned, I’m even more scared for them.”

He frowns and glances at the door. “I understand completely, with the Scotts back, perhaps you might have to use the window to get out…” He says, looking me over. I tilt my head, rather surprised at how fast he has agreed, but I’m grateful. I nod, hesitating as I look down.

“Think I could give you my number, so we can keep in touch? We need to figure this out without any secrets. I’ll get a second phone so we can’t be traced.”

He tilts his head as he crosses his arms, leaning against the wall, as his muscles flex.

briefcase that’s on the table and takes out a small simple phone. “My number is in there, and just keep it switched

does he have to torture me like that? He coughs, a glint of amusement in his eyes, and I frown, snatching the phone haughtily

phone into my bag, when he grabs hold of my wrist, tugging me close. I glare up at him, but that

free to do so,” he says, pulling my hand against his

his firm skin beneath my fingers. Tingles of pleasure rush through me as he moves my hand slowly lower over the plains

no matter how foolish, or an idiot Sebastian is, he is built like a god and one that you would

and I think it’s high time

the bed and steps closer. My heart is going crazy and his scent is driving me nuts, I rake my eyes over him and for a moment I’m distracted by one of the necklaces that hang around his neck. A necklace I had

hands run down, precariously close to the band of

enjoying that…

about to reply when he narrows his eyes, a flicker of suspicion in them and I can’t help but smile deviously as I suddenly grab onto a few of the hairs

brow as I raise my hand level to my face, looking at the few hairs

I pout, before I

bag. “Don’t overstep Sebastian… from here on we are simply partners to find out who is behind all of

walls to simply be hurt all over

let her die… can you command the Scotts that as they belong to your pack they must obey and not

you, yeah sure. What do you have in mind?” he asks

tension between us has almost fully disappeared, but in its wake, it has left a painful reminder of the broken bond between us.

possible lore… but we are werewolves. Surely

Rest assured, I will not allow them

say quietly as

nod. “Yes, I need to get back,” I

weather is far worse than I thought. The rain is pouring down so

even need my wig, because the amount of rain that is hammering down is intense and

will become flooded. “I’m coming with you,” he says suddenly. “We shouldn’t be seen together.” I remind him

he replies firmly. I glance over my shoulder as I shoulder my bag, seeing him pulling out a hoodie and a jacket of Jai’s

serious?” I

on Valerie’s family and decide our next course of action.” He says, pulling the hood up and I have to admit he doesn’t look like himself. He shoves his clothes and briefcase into a gym

rarely wore hoodies and sweatpants aside from training and seeing him like this, no one

I quickly climb out and Sebastian is behind

didn’t leave a name,

as he jumps out silently and pulls the window shut. We’re drenched. This time it’s

he breaks into a run,

be soaked

My pants, my shirt, everything is

Goddess!