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.

and walks to the briefcase that’s on the table and takes out a small simple phone. “My number is in there, and just keep it switched off when not

me like that? He coughs, a glint of amusement in his eyes, and I frown, snatching the phone haughtily from

into my bag, when he grabs hold of my wrist, tugging me

touch or look, feel free to do so,” he says, pulling my hand against his hard abs. Oh,

fingers. Tingles of pleasure rush through me as he moves

is, he is built like a god and one that you would

yet sexy smirk of his is growing and I

slightly as I slowly toss the phone. He passes me onto 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.

to the band of

you enjoying

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 that travel downwards and yank

he pulls back. I cock a brow as I raise my hand level to my face,

before

the hair go, dusting my fingers off as I pick up the phone and shove it into my bag. “Don’t overstep Sebastian… from here on we are simply partners to find out who is behind all of this and why. Aside from that…

walls to simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and I twist my hair back, putting my wig back

over the years and there are things I’ve discovered. I’ll share this with you at another time… however, my first priority is Valerie. We cannot let her die… can you command the Scotts that as they belong to your pack they must obey and not take her off. I know it’s unfair, but you know how to

you have in mind?” he

in its wake, it has left a painful reminder of the broken bond between us. I have to be selfish and protect my

ancient book of healing that talks of the healing powers of the moon. I know it’s possible lore… but we are werewolves. Surely there must be some truth in it. I want you to

not allow them

say quietly as

get back,” I say quietly as I push the blinds

is far worse than I thought. The rain is

wig, because the amount of rain that is hammering down

he says suddenly. “We shouldn’t be seen together.” I remind him as I unlatch

that,” he replies firmly. I glance over my shoulder as I shoulder my bag, seeing him pulling out

you serious?” I

says, pulling the hood up and I have to admit he doesn’t look like himself. He shoves his

training and seeing him like this, no one would

face. I quickly climb out and Sebastian is behind me after leaving a quick

leave a

pulls the window shut. We’re

into

are going to be soaked through!”

wearing is already soaked and so is my natural hair. My pants, my shirt, everything is soaked and I’m not

Goddess!