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

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

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

“Sebastian?”

my voice coming

hear her move away from the

else, to protect her, I was ready to let her go. I let her go, and she built herself up, so

I falling

the tiny window with the frosted glass, staring at the flowers in the glass.

The light is off, and the bed

I silently walk over to her. She’s asleep. I can hear the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. I crouch

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

me to the ground straddling me, one hand tight around

as I stare at her. Her eyes flicker from orange

abdomen and the feel of

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

dips to the tent in my towel, which is

with a glare.

me,” I growl,

clamp my hand

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

“Dirty dog.”

fists clenched, cheeks

my towel cockily, giving her a full-on view

wrapping my towel around myself once more, trying not to admire how

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

pig!” “Pig, dog… the list of insults sure is growing,” I say, frowning as she storms

gets 33 A Restless

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

lay back and place my arms under my head, closing

come so easily, with the thunder outside and the emotions I feel, spending time with her… seeing our kids…

“Sebastian!”

feeling extremely cold and clammy. My body is aching,

none other than

I ask, my voice

shivering… and you’re burning up …” She murmurs, touching my forehead. Her hand feels

fine, you sleep.” I

stare at her sexy legs as she

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255