I Am The Luna

A Horrible Truth

ZAIA. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Maybe I did take it a step too far. My hair is pulled back in a sleek bun, and my eyes are smoky with a nude lipstick.

I’m wearing a navy dress, it’s plain, with a slight shimmer to it, and it reaches the floor with a string strap halter neck that leaves my side boobs and back on display. It has a slit down my thigh.

I’m wearing the necklace I had designed, consisting of three chains and the triangle symbol sitting right above my breasts. They had delivered on time, and it is as I had requested. Showing the symbol within perfectly.

It’s the only piece of jewellery I will be wearing. A statement alongside the henna that covers my arms.

The pattern is partially floral but there are at least six of the blood born symbols drawn onto both arms. Along my back, I have the symbol drawn down the centre of my back with added gold and blue glitter to emphasise the symbol.

My left leg, which can be seen through the slit, also has henna applied. Like my back, it simply consists of the symbol.

No one will miss it and I wonder who will react … who knows of the Blood Born? We will have other allied pack alphas and important figures there.

I smooth my dress down just as there’s a knock on the door and Mom enters. “Ah Zaia, you need to hur…” She trails off as her eyes fall on me and her face drains of colour as she grips the door handle for support.

“That is a reaction I was hoping for, from some of those in attendance tonight, Mother… not you.” I say, frowning.

or know something about it? Growing up, she always dismissed it saying it was just a birthmark, but now her reaction says otherwise. It’s something I did want to ask her but never found

enters the room and shuts the door. She grabs my arm and begins scrubbing at

I say quietly, observing her. Her heart is thumping, and she stares up at

What do you know?” I ask her intently. She looks down, her hands shaking as she stares at my

hide this- this ridiculous- ridiculous whatever this is that you are trying to prove! Unless you have a death wish!” She says, her voice shaking. There’s so much

I’m hurting you, but everything that is happening is because of this. Someone knows I am Blood

whispers, her face turning even

“Mom…”

frantic now as she grabs my make-up wipes and begins scrubbing at my arms.

voice comes. “Come in, Dad,” I say, despite Mom shaking her

his attention goes to Mom, who is visibly shaking. Pull yourself together Melanie. What is wrong with

although he didn’t really react in a positive or negative. manner, he simply said security

“How can you do this?” Mom shouts, spinning around and glaring accusingly at him. He raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms. “And

do you know?” Dad asks her sharply, far firmer than I was. She looks

to protect her. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, I tried to stop them. If they know she’s one too! They’ll take

he kneels before her, gripping her

sorry!” Her words aren’t making sense and Dad looks at me and I instantly move forward, kneeling beside her and placing a hand

as she rubs

now clutches mine and Dad’s wrists. “When you… Hugh, he

is ice cold as he trails off and I can feel his aura around him. Her heart is pounding violently, and I wonder what on earth is going

told me that if I told anyone, they would kill

as he stares at her. “No. You should have told me! I could

you have?! You could have died!” Dad scoffs as he backs away from Mom. What is going on?

me he was dead!” He roars, making my eyes widen as I stare at

me. They said he’ll live as

sit there, frozen. The weight of the situation has hit me, and I’m torn… I understand both Mom and Dad’s points of view… but the thing is… Dad

much to take in. Mom did what Sebastian did, and that only hurts a person

if they blackmailed me and Dad, you should have told

himself, but he’s breaking inside. I stand up and go over to him. Right now, he needs me more. I hug him tightly Why are things so

I didn’t think you’d do anything.

I look at her, not wanting to upset her more, but the truth is the truth. “If one of my children was taken, I would still do everything in my power

know? Zaia… If they knew you were a blood born too, they would have come for you. I had no one. Nothing… Your Dad didn’t care for you back then. If I spoke, I would have lost you too.” She breaks into sobs, and I realise