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.

he says before he moves away from the window 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

does he have to torture me like

to move past him to put the phone into my bag, when he grabs

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

pleasure rush through me as he moves my hand slowly lower over the plains of his god-like

can’t deny, no matter how foolish, or an idiot Sebastian is, he is

That cocky, infuriating yet sexy smirk of his is growing and I think

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.

the band of

you enjoying that…

I can’t help but smile deviously as I

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

I pout, before I

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

going to lower my walls to simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and

I’ll share this with you at another time… however, my first priority is Valerie. We cannot let her die… can you

What do you have in mind?” he asks

a painful reminder of the broken bond between us.

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 look into

will not

you,” I say quietly as I slip my

get back,” I

thought. The rain is pouring

need my wig, because the amount of rain that is hammering down is intense and no one can see

the roads will become flooded. “I’m coming with you,” he says suddenly. “We shouldn’t be seen together.” I remind him as I unlatch the window ever so

I’m not letting you 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

serious?”

hood up and I have to admit he doesn’t look like himself. He shoves his clothes

him like this, no

I quickly climb out and Sebastian is behind me after

didn’t leave a name,

pulls the window shut. We’re drenched. This time it’s not only him who is soaking wet,

says quietly. Taking hold of my wrist, he breaks into a run, and we head

be soaked through!”

so is my natural hair. My pants, my shirt, everything is soaked and I’m not looking forward to getting into the car

Goddess!