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.

just… none of this stuff is real.” “We exist, Sebastian, we’re werewolves.

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

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

real because WE exist. The paper you have read ‘Beware the ones that wear the mark of

the symbols and drawings. There’s not much I can make out and part of the text is in a language

are just some smaller drawings and a language I do not recognise.” “The talented bilingual Zaia Toussaint doesn’t

a little ominous, but don’t overthink it. That’s more than I ever learned with regards to your birthmark, and I’ve been looking. Where did

It was in one of the old boxes in the safe room. They’ve not been touched for years.” I reply, staring at the symbol.

more then,”

no harm in it, and see what he says because you are his daughter and bear

else of that, too. I’ll get them from you

I let out a scoff of disbelief, remembering that. “You know

intention of winning that deal. My only intention is to be near

heart skips a beat as his voice dropped a few octaves and the words slip from my lips before I can stop them. “And what kind of win

flirt, and I know I shouldn’t. Why does the heart want what it shouldn’t? “The kind where I win a

but either he is behaving or he knows exactly what melts my

“Sebastian…”

sexily. Ah, there he is, ever the businessman. I roll my eyes,

mean a scornful laugh, but get an

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

“Fine. I promise.”

might need to return the favour with a spanking session.” He says arrogantly. “Oh please, you wish. You really don’t back

don’t know how right now, but I figure something out. He deserves to see them… and with Sia being

Sia has not yet attained her wolf, she’s only a child, but maybe I could

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

The no- nonsense

you,” I say quietly. “You aren’t alone. I’ll always have your back, even if

purpose,” I say.

I reply, frowning slightly. I

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