I Am The Luna

Chapter 64

SEBASTIAN. I hear her heart rate change and I put the file down, concern flitting through me.

“Zaia?” I get off the bed, ignoring the pain in my body and make my way across the room. I enter the bathroom to see her standing there in a tiny nightdress… She looks damn fine, and it drives me nuts, but I force myself to look up, spotting the imprint in the steamed-up mirror.

My eyes flash, and I look around the mirror. Who put that there? “How did that get there?” She asks quietly.

“It wasn’t me,” I say, trying to calm a her by attempting to lighten the situation. She’s been through a lot and is weighed down by so much. I don’t want this to just get her more worked up. My words do the job, and she tilts her head and gives me a look.

“Of course, it wasn’t you. You have sausage fingers! There’s no way you could have drawn that,” she says, her gown slipping through her fingers. It falls to the floor, and it’s obvious by the fact she doesn’t notice that it’s shaken her.

“Unless, of course, I used something to make it,” I state lightly. “This is no big ‘I deal.” She raises an eyebrow sceptically but nods as she looks back at the mirror. The end is near…

Those words feel ominous…

“Ok sausage fingers, maybe I am overreacting,” she sighs.

“Sausage fingers? Speaking of fingers…. you never seemed to have an issue with them when they’re buried deep inside of you…” I purr as I step up behind her and wrap my arms around her, under her breasts, trapping her arms by her side. “Bastien, stop it,” she says, despite not fighting me at all.

I look back at the mirror, our steamed- up reflection marred by the symbol drawn upon it by someone who has access to this home… but why would they be stupid enough to do that? Or are they playing a game of reverse psychology? So that no one would think they’d do it from within…

I tilt my head, calculatingly. Or they are trying to frame someone else… “Someone’s messing with you,” I say, giving her a slight squeeze.

She closes her eyes. “I know… and I no longer know who or what to believe, Sebastian… I’ve learned things today that have messed with my mind and made me question my support system and everything I’ve ever stood for. The stability of those in whom I trust is failing.” She murmurs heavily.

went after her father… what did she learn that had made her feel like

small of her back

wet locks. She’s leaning forward, giving me an excellent eyeful of her boobs as she heaves a

gown. I’m enjoying the view. She doesn’t respond, and I furrow my

“Sorry… I just…”

I sit down on the bed beside her, facing her, one leg bent up on the bed, the other on the ground

up at me and I now notice her swollen eyes. It’s not just from the shower… she’s been crying.

her upset. She lowers her head, “I don’t know, I can’t say anything but… according to Dad; Mom cheated on him with his brother

Dad wasn’t lying but Mom- Mom wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you cheating.

stare at her, letting her words sink in. Melanie cheated on Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why does it not seem as surprising to me as it is

side, but it’s not that hard for a cheater to feel cheated. It hits differently when you’re the one being cheated

looks up at me, hurt flashing in her Morge eyes, but she knows there is truth in my words. “Are

made her do what she did. Being drunk, Ashbane, blackmail… Only your mother

seem to bring her comfort and she closes her

mentioned him? Because as far as I know, Dad’s claim as Alpha has never been questioned.” She asks, looking at me. “He was Dad’s

Adam…

do some research. I’m sure Dad would possibly know him, but with your dad being every inch the Alpha

nods, planting her face in her hands before she rubs her

me what needs doing and I’ll get

what I said,” I respond. She smiles wryly. “Only a fool would make blind promises.” “Wrong,

sure we’ll get a reaction… and if she’s such a good actress; I

just blind guessing on his behalf. I don’t trust anyone… and Melanie has always

being in on the notes

back off or something would happen to Zaia, but what if it

thoughts with her, it would only upset her more. “We’re going to figure this out,” I

She nods.

should go to

against the satin fabric of her top. “Or I could help you

flush and her gaze dips to my abs and the front of my pants and I can’t

brow. “What is going on in that mind of yours, Little Fox…

disbelief, crossing her arms. Leaning forward, I grip the back of her neck and tug

being completely honest…. I mean, if I were to offer to pleasure you …I would suggest using my tongue, not

my gaze, her eyes dipping to my lips. The sound of her thumping heart

kiss her, to ravish her, to rip apart all

closer when she sighs and gently pushes me away. “Stop teasing… you need to rest Sebastian,” she

my chest making her yelp, but I turn her, so her back is to me, ignoring

at your best too.” I say,

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