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

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

exist. The paper you have read ‘Beware the ones that wear the mark of discord, mischief, and

symbols and drawings. There’s not much I can make out and part of the

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

was in one of the old boxes in the safe room. They’ve not been touched for years.”

more

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

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

a beat, and I let out a scoff of disbelief, remembering that. “You know that’s my project. Why would you do this?” I ask icily. “I will win that deal

have no intention of winning that deal. My only intention is to be near you and perhaps

words slip from my lips before I can stop

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

lot dirtier from him, but either he

“Sebastian…”

He asks sexily. Ah, there he

laugh, and I don’t mean a scornful laugh, but

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

“Fine. I promise.”

favour with a spanking session.” He says arrogantly. “Oh please, you wish. You really don’t back down.” I say,

see the children. I don’t know how right now, but I figure something out.

the book. I know Sia has not yet attained her wolf, she’s only a

Regarding the birthmark, don’t worry too much about it. We’ll figure it out.” He

The no- nonsense Sebastian

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

remembering or doing it on purpose,” I say. “Be careful of him.

never liked him.” I reply, frowning

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