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.

that 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

times. Why should we be praying daily to a

“She does exist.” “You don’t know that. Maybe she’s moved on.

do though, and I know she’s real because WE exist. The paper you have read ‘Beware the ones that wear the mark of discord, mischief, and death.’ This might just align with

there more?” he asks. I scan the rest of the symbols and drawings. There’s not much I can make out

and a language I do not recognise.” “The talented bilingual Zaia Toussaint doesn’t know the language, that’s a first.” He says, but despite his words,

That’s more than I ever

boxes in the safe room. They’ve not been touched for years.” I reply,

more then,” Sebastian

in a casual manner, there’s no harm in it, and see what he says because you are his daughter

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

know that’s my project. Why

is

slip from my lips before I can stop them. “And what kind of win might

flirt, and I know I shouldn’t. Why does the heart want what it shouldn’t?

expecting something a lot dirtier from him, but either he is

“Sebastian…”

will I get?” He asks sexily. Ah, there he is, ever the businessman. I roll my eyes, still feeling a little

and I don’t mean a scornful laugh, but get an actual laugh out of me, and I will

give me will be worth it for sure, but no violence better be involved.”

“Fine. I promise.”

the favour with a spanking session.” He says arrogantly. “Oh

right now, but I figure something out. He deserves to see them… and with Sia

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

down, I’m an Alpha, losing isn’t in my genes. Regarding the birthmark, don’t worry

serious now, and he means it. The no- nonsense

even if I’m not by your side.” I’m silent. That ache in my chest

“He denied remembering or doing it on purpose,” I say.

You’ve never liked him.” I reply, frowning

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