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!”

mine.” The emotions become too much, and I place the phone down and stand

I close my

her, not like this. I squeeze my eyes shut, taking a deep breath. Trying to steady my racing heart. It’s a few minutes later when she

“Sebastian?”

soon,” I say, my voice coming out rougher

her move away from the door and I

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

I falling weak

the frosted glass, staring at the flowers in the glass.

bravely step back into the bedroom. The light is off, and the bed is empty. I look sharply at the floor where she

hear the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. I crouch down beside her, my heart clenching when I notice the teardrop at the corner

under her, ever so slowly, ready to move her to bed, when her eyes

straddling me, one hand tight around

flashes through me as I stare at her. Her eyes flicker from orange back to amethyst and she relaxes, letting out a breath

my lower abdomen and the

scans the room as if trying to remember where we are. “Trying to move you to the bed. You should move… unless you want me

Her gaze dips to the tent in my towel,

begins with

you are the one who pressed your pussy right on me,” I growl,

were an attacker! I nh!” I clamp my hand over her mouth,

to disturb anyone, do you?” I ask huskily. Her heart is thumping as she slowly nods, and I let go of her. I’m about to turn

“Dirty dog.”

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

used to enjoy riding this dirty dog.” I taunt, before I open my towel cockily, giving her a full-on view of my hard -on, making her eyes widen before she

myself once more, trying not to admire how her bare legs look

but shy and you did get pretty down and dirty yourself… I remember exactly how you played and took this

pushing me. “You are a shameless pig!” “Pig, dog… the list of insults sure

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

be able to sleep and all I’d be able to think about is the way she looks

Sebastian. I internally groan as I lay back and place

emotions I

“Sebastian!”

open, feeling extremely cold and clammy. My body is aching, and

eyes of none other than Zaia

is it?” I ask, my

hand feels cool, and I welcome the touch. “Get up, get

you sleep.” I

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

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