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!”

much, and I place the phone down and stand up. My throat is dry and

shut the door behind me. Leaning against it, I close my eyes. I have nothing. She was my everything, and

squeeze my eyes shut, taking a deep breath. Trying to steady my racing heart. It’s a few minutes later when she knocks on

“Sebastian?”

be out soon,” I say, my voice coming out rougher

from the

was ready to

am I falling weak

flowers in the glass. The rain

when 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

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

to bed, when her eyes fly open. She slams me back onto the floor.

the ground straddling me, one hand tight around

at her. Her eyes flicker from orange back

Her pussy is now pressed against my lower abdomen and the feel

her hand, she brushes 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 to

the tent in my towel, which

with a glare.

who pressed your pussy right on me,” I growl, making her

you 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 away when she

“Dirty dog.”

fists clenched, cheeks

her a full-on view of

once more, trying not

are anything but shy and you did get pretty down and dirty yourself…

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

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

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 her

groan as I lay back and place my arms under my head,

the thunder outside and the emotions I feel, spending

“Sebastian!”

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

the eyes of none other than Zaia

is it?” I ask,

She murmurs, touching my forehead. Her hand feels cool, and I welcome the touch. “Get up,

fine, you

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

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