I Am The Luna

Chapter 33

A Restless Night

SEBASTIAN. There’s sadness and regret in her eyes before she looks down, taking her phone. back from me. There’s no way to explain the pain in my chest.

Ashbane or not, I fucked it all up. I should have been there when she was pregnant and going through heartbreak when she was poisoned, when she was in labour, for my pups, but I couldn’t be.

So many years have passed and despite my every chance to find the one behind it, he’s slipped out of my grasp, to the point when he realised I was onto him, he’d threaten Mainly, it was in the form of trying to harm Zaia as a warning. I had to tread carefully, and I really have been, but the stealthy approach has made the process slower. However, I have found clues and no matter how many times he escapes my grasp, he won’t be able to do so forever.

She passes the phone back to me. “You can scroll through.”

My heart races as I stare down at the image of Zaia in a hospital bed, she looks tired yet breathtaking as she holds the babies to her breasts, clearly just having given birth. There’s more… them in their first outfits…

them in their Moses baskets…, their name plaques… There are many, and with each passing image, I can see how they grow. Zion is a mini-me, and seeing that really makes me feel even more emotional, and

Sia, she’s a mini-Zaia, even if her hair and eyes are not the same colour.

My kids are beautiful. Our kids.

There are a few random pictures between, of a hot drink or some scenery, but most of the gallery is of the children.

There’s the occasional precious shot of Zaia, and each time I can’t help but admire her breathtaking beauty. Not wanting her to take the phone back, I continued to skim through the photos of our children.

It’s like I’m watching them in slow motion, like a reel going through the years. I click on the video, where the kids are playing with slime and laughing.

“Give me some Mommy!”

at mine.” The emotions become too much, and I place the phone down and stand up. My throat is dry and although I want to say something, I

against it, I close my

I squeeze my eyes shut, taking a deep breath. Trying to

“Sebastian?”

be out soon,” I say, my voice coming out rougher than I meant it

move away from the door

to myself that I deserve another chance? After I rejected her and pretended to like someone else, to protect her, I was ready to

I

glass. The rain is hammering against it violently; the sound

while later. I’m not sure how long I have been in here, when I finally bravely step back into the bedroom. The light is off, and the bed

rhythm of her heartbeat. I crouch down beside her, my heart clenching when I notice

her eyes fly open. She slams me back onto the floor. My head hits the

hand tight around

through me as I stare at her. Her eyes flicker from orange

lower abdomen and the feel of it sends

you doing?” she asks, releasing my throat. She sits back, looking the vision of perfection. Raising her hand, she brushes her hair back as she scans the room as

tent in my towel, which is still tucked in firmly and I stand

begins with a glare.

right on me,” I growl,

I nh!” I clamp my hand over her mouth, placing

want to disturb anyone, do you?” I ask huskily. Her heart is thumping as she slowly nods, and I let

“Dirty dog.”

a murderous glare, but she’s standing there, fists clenched, cheeks flushed and a pout on her plump lips looking

her a full-on view of my hard -on, making her eyes widen

chuckle, wrapping my towel around myself once more, trying not to admire how her bare legs

but shy and you did get pretty

me. “You are a shameless pig!” “Pig, dog… the list of insults sure is growing,” I say, frowning as she

Sleep on the floor.” She retorts as she gets 33 A Restless

I’d be able to think about is the way she looks in that shirt. The way her breasts press against

as I lay back and place my arms under my

didn’t come so easily, with the thunder outside and the emotions I feel, spending time

“Sebastian!”

eyes open, feeling extremely cold and clammy. My body is aching, and I have a

of none other than Zaia before

it?” I ask, my voice

burning up …” She murmurs, touching my forehead. Her hand feels cool, and I welcome

you sleep.”

She says, standing up, and it takes all my self-control not to stare at her sexy legs as she holds a hand out to me. I get up on my own and only then do I realise I really feel fucking

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