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.

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

falling to how dangerously low those sweatpants are sitting. Goddess, does he have to torture me like

do,” I say. I’m about to move past him to put the phone into my bag, when he grabs hold of my

to do so,” he says, pulling my hand against his hard

my fingers. Tingles of pleasure rush through me

how foolish, or an idiot Sebastian is, he is built like a god and one that

is growing and I think it’s high time I remind him that I am not

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. A necklace I had purchased for

the band of his sweatpants.

enjoying that…

but smile deviously as I suddenly grab onto a few of the hairs that

as I raise my hand level to my face, looking

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

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

simply be hurt all over again. He doesn’t reply and

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

do you have in mind?” he asks icily, his voice

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

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

it. Rest assured, I will not allow them to pull

quietly as I slip

he asks. I nod. “Yes, I need to get back,”

weather is far worse than I thought. The rain is pouring down so fast that

amount of rain that is hammering down is intense and no one can see me

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

but 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

you serious?” I

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

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

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

didn’t leave a name,

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

hold of my wrist, he breaks into a run, and

going to be soaked through!” I call to

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

Goddess!