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.

“We exist, Sebastian, we’re werewolves. How can you say that this doesn’t mean something? And

we be praying daily to

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

read ‘Beware the ones that wear the mark of discord, mischief, and death.’

not much I can make out and part of the text is in a language I

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

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

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 I

more

I say. “Yeah, in a casual manner, there’s no harm in it, and see what he says

of that, too. I’ll

of disbelief, remembering that. “You know that’s my project. Why would you do this?” I ask icily. “I will win that

winning that deal. My only intention is to be near you and perhaps

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

want what it shouldn’t? “The kind where I win a smile from the

dirtier from him, but either he is behaving

“Sebastian…”

I get?” He asks sexily. Ah, there he

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

me will be worth it for sure, but no

“Fine. I promise.”

says arrogantly. “Oh please, you wish. You

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

at the book. I know Sia has not yet attained her wolf, she’s only a child, but maybe I could try some of these healing remedies on

in my genes. Regarding the birthmark,

it. The no- nonsense

“You aren’t alone. I’ll always have your back, even if I’m not

or doing it on purpose,” I say. “Be careful of him. I don’t trust him,

never liked him.” I reply, frowning slightly. I know he isn’t perfect…

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