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!”

The emotions become too much, and I place the phone down and stand up. My throat

door behind me. Leaning against it, I close my eyes. I

breath. Trying to steady my racing heart. It’s a few minutes later when she

“Sebastian?”

my voice coming out

I hear her move away from

to protect her, I was ready to let her go. I let her go,

I falling

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

I finally bravely step back into the bedroom. The light is off, and the bed is empty. I look sharply at the floor where she had placed the towels on the ground, fast asleep with one

heartbeat.

hurting you. Slowly I slip my hands under her, ever so slowly, ready to move her to bed, when her eyes fly open. She slams me back onto the floor. My head hits the corner of the wall,

ground straddling me, one hand tight

at her. Her eyes flicker from orange back to amethyst and she relaxes, letting out a breath of

against my lower abdomen and the feel of it sends pleasure south, awakening the

her hair back as she 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

off me quickly. Her gaze dips to the tent in my towel, which is still tucked in firmly and

with a

me,” I growl, making her cheeks turn a bright shade of

thought you were an attacker! I nh!” I clamp my hand over her mouth, placing the other finger

heart is thumping as

“Dirty dog.”

but she’s standing there, fists clenched, cheeks flushed and a pout

taunt, before I open my towel cockily, giving her a full-on view of my hard -on,

trying not to admire how her

memory serves, you are anything but shy and you did get pretty down and dirty yourself… I

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

her, I can’t. I wouldn’t be able to sleep and all I’d be able to think about is the way she looks in that shirt. The way

back and place my arms under my head, closing my

emotions I feel, spending time with her…

“Sebastian!”

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

the eyes of none other than Zaia before I

it?” I ask, my

up …” She murmurs, touching my forehead. Her hand feels cool,

fine, you sleep.”

and it takes all my self-control not to stare at her sexy legs as she holds a

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