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.

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

Why should we be praying daily to a god

moved on. I don’t think there’s a god or goddess watching down on us,” Sebastian replies

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

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

bilingual Zaia Toussaint doesn’t

but don’t overthink it. That’s more than I

of the old boxes in the safe room. They’ve not been touched for years.” I reply, staring at the symbol. Even the smallest flick

more then,” Sebastian

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

of the page and if you find anything else of that, too. I’ll get

know that’s my project. Why would you do this?”

have no intention of winning that deal. My only intention is to be near you and perhaps I’ll score another

from my lips before I

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

from him, but either he is behaving or he knows exactly

“Sebastian…”

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

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

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

“Fine. I promise.”

He says arrogantly. “Oh please,

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

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

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

no-

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

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

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

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