I Am The Luna

Chapter 37

A Symbol

ZAIA. “Zaia, what’s wrong? Do you want me to come down there? Because I swear if you don’t tell me, I will.” Sebastian’s growl makes me blink. “I… it’s my birthmark.” I say quietly, brushing back a few wet strands of my hair.

“What?” “My birthmark. There’s the old book I’ve been going through of old practices like healing, and I just saw the symbol.

“Are you serious? I’ve looked for it all over, and never found anything.” He asks, sounding uncertain.

“Yeah… it’s exactly the same…” I murmur, staring at it. The very same mark that is on the side of my breast, with the upside down V and the symbol…

“What does it say?” he asks, his voice hushed as I drag my eyes away from the symbol and scan the page. Trying to read it, whilst my head spins.

“Blood Born,” I say, reading the title, before I look at the first line of the small text. “The Blood Born symbol graces the ones born of the Celestial Lunar… within their blood is the fire to quench the earth and moon of all life. Beings or monsters, we know not, but fear them, we do.

For it is said that they are the judgement upon the people. By the warning of our Goddess, recite her words; Forget me and I will send my Blood Born, and that is when it is time to end my creation, for they will have forgotten me and I… I will bring an end to their time…and forget them.”

There’s silence as I quietly reread what I just read out loud. Pushing my hair back, I tuck the phone between my chin and ear as I check the next page, hoping for more.

can’t be true, that’s just… none of this stuff is real.” “We exist, Sebastian, we’re werewolves. How can you say that this doesn’t mean something? And don’t you think we are

times. Why should we be praying daily to a god that probably doesn’t

does exist.” “You don’t know that. Maybe she’s moved on. I don’t think there’s a god or goddess watching

read ‘Beware

and drawings. There’s not much I can make out and part of the text is in a language I have no

not recognise.” “The talented bilingual Zaia Toussaint doesn’t know the language, that’s a first.”

than I ever learned with regards to

in the safe room. They’ve not been touched for years.” I reply, staring at the symbol. Even the smallest flick to the symbol in the centre matches the birthmark

more then,”

it, and see

pictures of the page and if you find anything else of that, too. I’ll get them from you next week when we meet

scoff of disbelief, remembering that. “You know that’s my project. Why would you do

intention is to be near you and perhaps

his voice dropped a few octaves and the words slip from

him an opening to flirt, and I know I shouldn’t. Why does the heart want what it shouldn’t? “The kind where I win a smile from the most

something a lot dirtier from him, but either he

“Sebastian…”

win a smile, what reward will I get?” He asks sexily. Ah, there he is, ever the businessman. I roll my eyes, still

this, make me laugh, and I don’t mean a scornful laugh, but get an actual laugh out of me, and I will give you something,” I

be worth it for sure, but no violence better be involved.” He says, a

“Fine. I promise.”

the favour with a spanking session.” He says arrogantly. “Oh please, you wish.

I figure something out. He deserves to see them… and with Sia being sick; I

painful thought away. Tilting my head, I stare at the book. I know Sia has not yet attained her wolf, she’s

losing isn’t in my genes. Regarding the birthmark, don’t worry too much about it. We’ll

serious now, and he means it. The no- nonsense Sebastian who will get things

if I’m not by your side.”

“He denied remembering or doing it on purpose,” I say. “Be careful of him. I don’t trust him, Zaia. He’s

him.” I reply, frowning slightly. I know he isn’t

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