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.

before I pick

Sia says with a small, Mine cute “Mine is darker. It’s more like Mommy’s.” mile, “Oh, is it?” I say, tickling her lightly, making het giggle before I place her dow” I

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 to keep secrets from such a young

the truth…and I’m certain they will not be able to contain their excitement once they have met him. Sebastian was never one to mix with children, so I’m

got us these yesterday,” Sia says, pointing at some

as Zion comes over to show his rocket. I play with them for a few

as usual before I

attend a private meeting with Mr Harrison to discuss the contract itself. Thank him for the job, not to

I didn’t act so impulsively! The car is ready and waiting outside and I get in, thanking the driver as he shuts the door

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

know how I will face Sebastian

out, coming around to open the door for me. “Thank you,” I say as I step out and lo ok up at the

Floor number twelve…

sound of a motorbike roaring loudly as it approaches makes me glance at

he zooms closer at a speed that is way above the limit for this area and he’s

back, probably worried he’d dirty my clothes when suddenly the motorbike careens

die. I push him to

got out 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 I back away,

my bodyguards who was in a second car, commands as

“Get her inside!”

“It’s too risky.”

up sharply, my heart plummeting as I

tried

in front of me falls to the ground, dead. I’m dragged back and pushed into

One of the

to say something more when the gun goes off

No…

is going on? I was meant to come to a meeting and instead, there’s a man with a gun on

to protect others overtaking me and I grab one of the

pounding

It’s not a card, but

is ringing as I stare down at the picture, fear beginning to crawl into me. At the bottom of the photograph, in bold black ink, is a message. One that makes my

HIM A WARNING AND

BE YOUR BLOOD, ZAIA TOUSSAINT AND THAT OF YOUR

CHILDREN COVERING THE

FROM SEBASTIAN

OR ELSE.

his back to me. He’s right before me. I need to stop him. I scan the front grounds. There are at least five other bodies that I can see. With a thundering heart, I

he’s a werewolf or

off my heels, not wanting to be heard as I slowly stand up and try to get closer. I haven’t used a gun in ages… but I have been trained with one.

too busy aiming at someone hiding behind the bench and I’m almost close enough when he suddenly freezes and turns sharply towards