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.

I came prepared,” 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

how dangerously low those sweatpants are sitting. Goddess, does he have to torture me like that? He coughs,

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

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

skin beneath my fingers. Tingles of pleasure rush through me as he moves my

or an idiot Sebastian is, he is built like a god

infuriating yet sexy smirk of his is growing and I think it’s high time

bed and steps closer. My heart is going crazy and his scent is driving me nuts, I rake my eyes over him

to the band of his sweatpants. His muscles tènse and I bite

you enjoying that…

and I can’t help but smile deviously as I suddenly grab onto a few of the hairs that travel

cursing as he tries to keep his voice down as he pulls back. I cock a brow as I raise my hand level to my face,

rough.” I pout, before I look

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… we are nothing.”

overnight, and I am not going to lower my walls to simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and I

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

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

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

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

not allow them

say quietly as

back,” I

worse than I thought. The rain

wig, because the amount of rain that is hammering down is intense

suddenly. “We shouldn’t be seen together.” I

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

serious?”

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

from training and seeing him like

the rain hits my face. I quickly climb out and Sebastian is behind me after leaving a

leave a

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

Taking hold of my wrist, he breaks into a run, and we head back to where

be soaked through!” I call

is already soaked and so is my natural hair. My pants, my shirt, everything

Goddess!