I Am The Luna

Chapter 47 A Few Answers

SEBASTIAN. An hour has passed, and she’s not awoken. Hugh is a jerk and what pissed me off is that he wants me to explain everything first, and I do, leaving only a little out.

What I don’t mention is the fact that I contacted Zaia or anything to do with our run-in back when she had her promotion dinner. Neither do I mention how we plan to work together, instead I say I wanted to work on the deal with her to get her to listen. I had broken in.

We are both silent as a doctor comes in and carries out some checks. Once he leaves, Hugh looks at me scathingly.

“I can have you arrested for trespassing.” “From everything I just told you, is that all that stuck in your mind?” I ask coldly.

He frowns. “Yes. Stay away from my daughter… Even if you did things for her, you still hurt her. I feel you really are losing your common sense and becoming a beast that should be contained within.” He sneers as he stands up and crosses his arms.

Ass. “Annalise was never kidnapped… however… Did you find out where the money was transferred from? Zaia would never do something of the sort. She is like her mother in that department. They may talk harshly at times, but they have… good hearts.” He finishes off curtly, clearly not wanting to discuss his ex-wife.

We really aren’t that different. But it makes me wonder why they even split, from what I know and have seen; Annalise’s mother is nowhere as pretty as Zaia’s mother. So, what did he see in her that made him leave his mate?

I’m one to talk. I casually dated Annalise although Zaia had caught my eye before her. I observe him as I ponder over his words.

“I did try to check, but there was no sign of a security breach on her account or anything, almost as if it was done from her computer or phone itself.” I shake my head. It still baffles me.

“Then perhaps someone who possibly has access to those devices and is always around her.” He says, glaring at me.

I frown back. “And since your daughter wasn’t kidnapped, it has to be someone working with her.” I counter coldly.

“She may be my daughter, but I am not the one who chose her over Zaia.” He says, striking where it hurts. “I already

up that arrogance, Sebastian, or you will turn out to be as bitter, arrogant, and hated as your

“And is he the reason you have always resented me? My father?” I ask quietly as I stand up. He doesn’t reply, clenching his jaw and turning his head away sharply. I frown. “Is it?” I push.

He replies as I walk over to him, stopping a metre or so away. “Yet every apple of the same tree doesn’t taste the same. I am not my father and if

it’s your turn.” I say sharply. He isn’t getting out of this one.

You know what, it doesn’t matter if

know what that means and if you know anything, then tell us because it might just

“He’s right, Dad.”

turn sharply to the bed, where Zaia’s eyes are now open,

“Zai-”

her hand. I growl menacingly, letting

smiling at her father, but her eyes flit to mine. Her heartbeat quickens, and I see Hugh’s eyes flicker with irritation. “So where

“When you were born, I did think I had seen

head as she looks at me, and I cock my brow. “Am I wrong? He’s obviously dragging this out

looking away. “You are insolent.” Hugh hisses. “Fine! All I know is that

who will carry out judgement simply for evolving in life?” I glance at Zaia. It isn’t so far-fetched…

show people that we need to embrace our wolves the way we

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place where they are extremely secure. I can’t let you

to keep them safe. I keep failing… Does

about the Blood Born… but there are usually three in existence at once. Each one stands for one point of the triangle. Each one holds a different ability… or

probably thinks it’s a sick prank. But I believe it, there’s something

it But what incentive could they have? “Thank you for sharing that, Father…” Zaia says. She’s frowning thoughtfully too. “You have some explaining to do.”

she glances at me. “Did you see him? The attacker, I’ve seen. the uncensored video footage. You were trying to get his helmet off. Did you

to him, her heart thumping, before she shakes her head. “I’m afraid not.” She says