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!”

Look at mine.” The emotions become too much, and I place the phone down and

against it, I close my eyes. I have nothing. She was

Trying to steady my

“Sebastian?”

out soon,” I say, my voice coming

move away from the door and I massage my

deserve another chance? After I rejected her 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

I

at the tiny window with the frosted glass, staring at the flowers in the glass. The rain is hammering against it violently; the

light is off, and the bed is empty. I look sharply at

her. She’s asleep. I can hear the steady rhythm of her heartbeat. I

slip my hands under her, ever so slowly, ready to move her to bed, when her eyes fly open. She slams me back

the ground straddling me, one hand tight around my neck. She raises

eyes flicker from orange back to amethyst and

pressed against my lower abdomen and the feel of it sends

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

jumping off me quickly. Her gaze dips to the tent in my towel, which is still

with a

me,”

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

anyone, do you?” I ask huskily. Her heart is thumping as she slowly nods, and

“Dirty dog.”

giving her a murderous glare, but she’s standing there, fists clenched, cheeks flushed and a pout on her plump lips looking cute

open my towel cockily, giving her a full-on view of my hard

once more, trying not to admire how her bare legs look

and you did get

me. “You are a shameless pig!” “Pig, dog… the list of insults sure is growing,” I say, frowning as she storms to the

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

be able to think about

groan as I lay back and place

and the emotions I feel, spending time with her… seeing our kids… it’s a

“Sebastian!”

crack my eyes open, feeling extremely cold and clammy. My body is aching, and I have a pounding

of none other than Zaia

it?” I ask, my

hand feels cool, and I

fine, you

Get up.” 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

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