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.

moves away from the window and walks to the briefcase that’s on the table and takes out a small simple phone. “My

have to torture me like that? He

about to move past him to put the phone into my bag, when he grabs hold of my wrist, tugging me close. I glare up at

to touch or look, feel free to do so,” he says, pulling

of pleasure rush through me as he

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

Zaia. That cocky, infuriating yet sexy smirk of his is growing and I think it’s high time

passes me onto the bed and steps closer. My heart is going crazy and his scent is driving me

hands run down, precariously close to the band of his sweatpants. His muscles tènse

you enjoying

his eyes, a flicker of suspicion in them and I can’t help but smile deviously as I suddenly grab

I cock a brow as

pout, before I look at him, smirking at the deathly

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

pain of a broken heart doesn’t vanish overnight, and I am not going to lower my walls to simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and I twist

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

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

s3xual tension between us has almost fully disappeared, but in its wake, it has left a painful reminder of the broken bond between us. I

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 buy me some time whilst I

I will not allow them to

quietly as I slip my

I nod. “Yes, I need to get back,” I say quietly

I thought. The rain is pouring down so fast

is hammering down is intense and no one

“We shouldn’t be seen together.” I remind him

out there like that,” he replies firmly. I glance over my shoulder as I shoulder my bag, seeing him pulling out a hoodie and a jacket

you serious?” I

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

and sweatpants aside from training and seeing him like this, no one would recognise

gasp as the rain hits my face. I quickly climb out and Sebastian is

didn’t leave

quietly as he jumps out silently and pulls the window shut. We’re drenched. This time it’s not only

wrist, he breaks into a run, and we head back

soaked

my shirt, everything is soaked and I’m not looking forward to

Goddess!