I Am The Luna

Chapter 45 A Target

ZAIA. Mom and Dad are both silent. Bringing up a painful part of their past wasn’t my intention, but it was necessary.

“Then, if your decision is made, then what do you want from me?” Dad says quietly. This is the moment, the most important part…

“I need you to arrange the meeting with Sebastian. After all, I don’t wish to talk to him.” I say, surprising both Mom and Dad. But with it, I see them both visibly relax…

As planned. I’m sorry to lie to you both… but I need to keep up the façade, so if the enemy is close, they realise that we are not together…

“I see…” Dad says, far calmer than before. He sighs heavily and nods. “I guess I can arrange that.” “Thank you. Just say if he wishes to see the children, that I have agreed to allow that.” I say, thinking I’ll let Sebastian know, we will have to keep the act up.

Dad nods, patting my shoulder. “I may not like it… but I understand where you are coming from.”

I smile slightly and nod. Once he leaves, Mom looks at me, opening her mouth when I shake my head. “I don’t want to discuss it, Mom. Anyway, I need to go.” I say, picking up my briefcase.

“Zaia…”

“Mom, please.” I plead. Leaning over the table, I peck her cheek before I head to the living room, watching the children play. I walk over to them, picking Sia up. I kiss her cheeks tenderly.

“What are you two playing?” I ask as I brush a few strands of her hair back and she rests her head on my shoulder.

“I told you Mommy this morning I made a rocket,” Zion explains as he picks up his Lego rocket and begins zooming around the room with it.

the room before I pick up the Doll Sia is playing with. “She has the same hair colour

is it?” I say, tickling her lightly, making het giggle

Mom and Dad to know because I didn’t want the children to meet him and then tell my children it must be kept a secret. I don’t want to instil that into them

to be open and not taught

and speaking the truth…and I’m certain they will not be able to contain their excitement once they have met him.

yesterday,” Sia says, pointing at some

I love them.” I say as Zion comes over to show his rocket.

message Sebastian that I will call him tonight at the same time as usual before I switch it off again. Hide it

to discuss the contract itself. Thank him for the job, not to mention apologies

impulsively! The car is ready and waiting outside and I get in,

am unable to stop myself from thinking about last night. My cheeks burn at the

know how I

here ma’am.” The driver says, and I come out of my thoughts, glancing up at the building. He gets out, coming around to open the door for me. “Thank you,” I say as I step out and lo

Floor number twelve…

loudly as it approaches makes me

man is wearing a helmet as he zooms closer at a speed that is way above the limit for this area and he’s headed right this way. My heart skips

The driver moves me back, probably worried he’d dirty my clothes when suddenly the motorbike careens off the road and is now zooming straight towards

driver. He’s human and if he gets hurt, he’ll die. I push him to the side and I jump back just as the bike whizzes

of the front passenger seat, jumps out and rushes towards me as the biker turns violently and drives straight into the car that we were in moments ago. The crunch of metal fills the sky and

my bodyguards who was in a second car, commands as they form a human shield around

“Get her inside!”

“It’s too risky.”

to Zaia Toussaint!” The distorted robotic voice from behind the helmet of the biker. I look up sharply, my heart plummeting as

it the person who tried to harm Sebastian on the way back from Atticus’s

the air and I realise he’s begun shooting at random. I scream, as one of the men in front of me falls to

ok Ma’am.” One of the guards says.

say something more when the gun goes off

No…

to a meeting and instead, there’s a man with a gun on the

to protect others overtaking me and I grab one of the guns that the guards had pulled

my heart pounding as I step out, grabbing the piece of card from the ground

at it. It’s not a card, but a photograph. Sebastian and

me. At the bottom of the photograph, in bold black ink, is a message. One that makes my

GAVE HIM A WARNING AND

BLOOD,

COVERING THE

AWAY FROM

OR ELSE.

him. I scan the front grounds. There are at least five other bodies that I can see. With a thundering heart,

can’t tell if he’s a werewolf

up and try to get closer. I haven’t used

the bench and I’m almost close enough when he suddenly freezes and