I Am The Luna

An Explanation

ZAIA. “Well goodnight, Ms Toussaint. I am thoroughly impressed with how far you have come. Oh, and…” Alpha Robert leans forward. “I hope you are recovering well.”

“Thank you, I’m fine,” I say, touching my shoulder lightly. It’s obvious no one wanted to openly mention me being shot; not wanting it to take away from the celebration at hand.

knowing that despite surviving and experiencing that, it means someone did try to kill me. I also know that it made people think highly of me; the whispers I have heard occasionally proved that.

“That is excellent to hear. You are a hero and so brave.” He walks away and Atticus approaches, hands in his pockets.

The expression on his face clearly shows he is a man on a mission. “Not now Atticus, I’m heading back,” I say quietly. The night is over, and I just want to return home to my family.

Dad said he had things to deal with and I’m sure he means the mother-daughter duo that left earlier. He is leaving now too, and most people have retreated. Some of the pack members remain and the staff will soon clean up.

“Zaia, I need to talk to you, Now.” His words are sharp, and he suddenly grabs my good arm, pulling me towards his car.

“Atticus!” I’m about to shout for him to unhand me when his hand clamps over my mouth, stopping me and an arm wraps around my waist. He glances around before pulling me into the shadows.

“Stop struggling. If you are smart, Zaia… don’t cause a scene…what you did tonight was incredibly stupid,” he whispers, his lips.

brushing my ear.

My eyes flash and I’m about to hit him with my head when I pause. My heart is still thumping violently but I’m more curious about why he has been off all night and he had said he wanted to talk to me. Does he know something?

longer, he slowly releases me. “What is it?” I ask, glaring at him. “Do not manhandle me next

shakes his head. “Really

it is?” I reply, exasperated.

not going

“No.”

here.” He mutters, glancing around. “Trust me… not out

talk at my mansion.” I state, just as my guards

Leon, one of the guards, says in relief when he sees me. He’s one of the new ones since we lost the previous ones. Dad had assigned some more of his trusted men. Their bodies falling so easily as they were shot down is something that still gives me the chills.

Neil, another guard says. I glance at Aleric. “I’ll meet you at my mansion,”

before nodding and escorting me to my car. With everything going on, I can’t trust anyone, not even Atticus, and with the way

back is fast and uneventful, but I don’t miss the way those who accompany me are on edge the entire way. Alert and ready for anything to happen. When we are at the mansion, the car is searched before

only a few moments before Atticus’s car drives in and he gets out, walking over to where I stand on the front steps. “Can we talk somewhere

the drawing room. Two guards flank us when

be right outside,” Leon says firmly. I nod. “Thank you.” I close the door behind

me before he shoves his hands into his pocket and exhales. “May I ask

cock a brow. “Does it mean something to you?” I counter. He looks down, clenching his jaw before his eyes meet mine

assume

surprising me anymore. “The Blood Born. I am one, and someone wants me gone.” I

down, pulls up his trouser hem and pulls his sock down. My gaze falls to a symbol that

my eyes widen. “You got shot, Zaia. You could have been killed if they wanted you dead. Have

my shoulder. I had wrapped it in a skin-coloured wrap to blend in with my skin. He sighs and I look down.

That is the aim…

if Atticus was somehow involved, but this

deeply. “Zaia… I saw your symbol years ago, but it was obvious neither you nor your family knew what it meant

The Sable Triquetra?

What is that?

you going on about, Atticus?” I ask sharply. He runs his fingers through his styled hair, messing it up as he looks at me, “I was told by my father before he passed away that you are the final piece of the puzzle to complete the Triquetra and that I must protect you at all costs to determine

to make sense of it all. It’s too much to digest… too much to understand. I place my hand on my head, closing my eyes. “I wanted answers and it seems like I got a few. What do you mean by the Sable and Sublime Triquetra?”

aim is to bring our people back to the Goddess. You are the final piece. Whatever you choose, the

each point stood for Redemption,

in each trifecta, Zaia, and that is you depending

else makes

“Revenge, Rebirth and

right retribution. Yet you openly challenged them, showing them that

him? Does this mean the Sable Triquetra has the other two beings who complete it?” I

is the third?” He looks down and my

even more. One thing I do know is that

could have actually been prepared for all of this. You didn’t tell me anything when you had enough time to do so, Atticus.” I say quietly. “I know, but you had