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 eyes. I have nothing. She was

taking a deep breath. Trying to steady my racing heart. It’s

“Sebastian?”

soon,” I say, my voice coming out rougher than I meant it

move away from the door and I massage

her, I was ready to let her go. I let her go, and she

I falling weak

the glass. The rain is hammering against it violently; the sound soothing to the story within

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 pillows from the

She’s asleep. I can hear the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. I crouch down beside her, my heart clenching when I notice the teardrop at the corner

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

pins me to the ground straddling me, one hand tight around my neck. She raises her other

at her. Her eyes flicker from orange back to amethyst

abdomen and the feel of it

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

to the tent in

with

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

not! I thought you were an attacker! I nh!” I clamp my hand over her mouth, placing the other finger

you don’t want to disturb anyone, do you?” I ask huskily. Her heart is thumping as she slowly nods,

“Dirty dog.”

tilt my head, giving her a murderous glare, but she’s standing there, fists clenched, cheeks flushed

dirty dog.” I taunt, before I open my towel cockily, giving her a full-on view of my hard -on, making her

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

and you did get pretty down and dirty yourself… I remember exactly

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

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

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

I lay back and place my

didn’t come so easily, with the thunder outside and the emotions I feel, spending time with her… seeing

“Sebastian!”

extremely cold and clammy. My body is aching, and I have

look into the eyes of none other than Zaia before

is it?” I ask, my voice

forehead. Her hand feels cool, and I

fine, you sleep.”

She says, standing up, and 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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