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.

a question? However, I came prepared,” he says before he moves away from the window and walks to the briefcase that’s on the table and takes

sweatpants are sitting. Goddess, does he have to torture me like that? He coughs, a glint of amusement in his eyes, and I frown, snatching the

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

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

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

deny, no matter how foolish, or an idiot Sebastian is, he is

of his is growing and I think it’s high time I

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 his sweatpants. His muscles tènse and I bite my

you enjoying

a flicker of suspicion in them and I can’t help but smile deviously as I suddenly grab onto a few of the

to keep his voice down as he pulls back. I cock a brow as I raise my hand level to my face, looking at the few hairs I managed to pluck between my

I think I was a little rough.” I pout, before I look at him,

my bag. “Don’t overstep Sebastian… from here on we are simply partners

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

however, my first priority is Valerie. We cannot let her die… can you command the Scotts that as they belong to your pack

in mind?” he asks icily,

its wake, it has left a painful reminder of the broken bond

healing powers of the moon. I know it’s possible lore… but we are werewolves. Surely there must be some

assured, I will not allow them to pull the

say quietly as

nod. “Yes, I need to get back,” I say quietly as I push the blinds up and slip

worse than I thought. The rain is pouring

of rain that is hammering down is

this continues, the roads will become flooded. “I’m coming with you,” he says suddenly. “We shouldn’t be

I shoulder my bag, seeing him pulling out a hoodie and a jacket of Jai’s before he

you serious?” I

hood up and I have to admit he doesn’t look like himself. He shoves his clothes and briefcase into a gym bag and shoulders

and seeing him like this, no one would recognise

quickly climb out and Sebastian is behind me after

didn’t leave

We’re drenched. This time

breaks into

be soaked

hair. My pants, my shirt,

Goddess!