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!”

and I place the phone down and stand up. My

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

shut, taking a deep breath. Trying to steady my racing

“Sebastian?”

my voice coming out

move away from the

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 falling weak

glass, staring at the flowers in the glass. The rain is hammering against it violently; the sound soothing to the story within

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

the steady rhythm of her heartbeat.

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

one hand tight around my neck. She raises her other hand, her

I stare at her. Her eyes flicker from orange back to amethyst and she relaxes, letting out

Her pussy is now pressed against my lower abdomen and the feel of it sends pleasure south, awakening

her hand, she brushes her hair back as she scans the room as if trying to remember where we

the tent in my towel, which is still tucked in firmly and I

begins with a glare.

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

I clamp my hand over her mouth, placing the other finger on my

thumping as she slowly nods,

“Dirty dog.”

standing there, fists clenched, cheeks flushed and a pout on her plump lips looking cute

to enjoy riding this dirty dog.” I taunt, before I open my towel cockily, giving her

myself once more, trying

but shy and you did get pretty down

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

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

was planning to sleep beside 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 breasts press against the fabric, the outline of

Sebastian. I internally groan as I lay back and place my arms under my head, closing

with the thunder outside and the emotions I feel, spending time

“Sebastian!”

open, feeling extremely cold and clammy. My body

eyes of none other than

ask, my

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

you

legs as she holds a hand out to me. I get up on my own and only then do I

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