I Am The Luna

Chapter 45

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.

I compliment watching him run around the room before I pick

I say, tickling her lightly, making het giggle

then tell my children it must be kept a secret. I don’t want to instil that into them that if an adult tells you to keep a

want them to be open and not taught to keep secrets from

believe in honesty and speaking 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

yesterday,” Sia says, pointing at

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

as usual before I switch it off again. Hide it away and after locking my bedroom door, I

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

I didn’t act so impulsively! The car is ready and waiting outside and I

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

know how I

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

Floor number twelve…

loudly as it approaches makes me glance at the road, frowning

speed that is way above the limit

my clothes when suddenly the motorbike careens off the road and

gets hurt, he’ll die. I push him to

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, just as he

in a second car, commands as

“Get her inside!”

“It’s too risky.”

robotic voice from behind the helmet of the biker. I look up sharply, my heart plummeting as I hear the sound of gunshots

who tried to harm Sebastian on the way back

I realise he’s begun shooting at random. I scream, as one of the men in front of me falls to the ground, dead. I’m dragged back and pushed into a corner as screams fill the air. Copper, I can

ok Ma’am.” One of the

more when the gun goes off and he doubles over

No…

to come to a

thumping, the urge to protect others overtaking me and I grab one

loaded, my heart pounding as I step out, grabbing the piece

heart drops as I stare at it. It’s not a card, but a photograph. Sebastian

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 heart

A

BE YOUR BLOOD, ZAIA TOUSSAINT AND THAT OF

CHILDREN COVERING THE

FROM SEBASTIAN

OR ELSE.

He’s right before me. I need to stop him. I scan the front

can’t tell if he’s a werewolf

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. I

behind the bench and I’m almost close enough

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255