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 although I

bathroom and shut the door behind me. Leaning against it, I close my eyes. I

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

“Sebastian?”

soon,” I say, my voice

hear her move away from

and pretended to like someone else, to protect her, I was ready to let her go. I let her go, and she built herself up, so why do I think I should try to win her

I

the flowers in the glass. The rain is

here, 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 one of the

as I silently walk over to her. She’s asleep. I can hear the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. I crouch down beside her, my heart clenching when

to move her to bed, when her eyes fly open. She slams me back onto the floor. My head hits the corner of the

then pins me to the ground straddling me, one hand tight

Her eyes flicker from orange back to amethyst and she relaxes,

lower abdomen and the feel of it

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

quickly. Her gaze dips to the tent in

she begins with a

pressed your pussy right on me,” I growl, making her cheeks turn a

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

ask huskily. Her heart is thumping as she slowly nods, and I let go of

“Dirty dog.”

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

cockily, giving her a full-on view of my hard -on, making her eyes widen before she

myself once more, trying not to admire

If memory serves, you are anything but shy and you did get pretty down

the list of insults sure is growing,” I

floor.” She retorts as she gets 33 A Restless Nigh into the bed. She always did hate being disturbed when sleeping. I smirk and drop to the

to sleep and all I’d be able to think

and place my arms under my head,

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

“Sebastian!”

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

the eyes of none other

it?” I ask,

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

you sleep.”

says, standing up, and it takes all my self-control not to stare at her sexy legs as she holds

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