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.

her father… what did she learn that had made her feel like this? “What happened?”

her, I place my hand on the small of her

her head, sitting down on the bed and running her fingers through her wet locks. She’s leaning forward, giving

gown. I’m enjoying the view. She

“Sorry… I just…”

you can tell me.” I sit down on the bed beside her, facing her, one

and I now notice her swollen eyes. It’s not just from the

hate her upset. She lowers her head, “I don’t know, I can’t say anything but… according to Dad; Mom

doesn’t know… I’m not sure, I don’t know what to believe, Dad wasn’t lying but Mom- Mom wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you cheating. She has been heartbroken about Dad having a mistress all her life. How does one fake. that?” she

Hugh? Zaia’s in denial, but why does it not seem as surprising to me as it is to

I mean, every story has more than one side, but it’s not that hard for a

me, hurt flashing in her Morge eyes, but she knows there is truth

did. Being drunk, Ashbane, blackmail… Only your mother will know the answer

seem to bring her comfort and she closes her eyes as she nods her head in

as far as I know, Dad’s claim as Alpha has never been questioned.” She asks, looking

Adam…

but with your dad being every inch the Alpha he needed to be, I don’t think

Alpha. She nods, planting her face in her hands before

have a plan…” she says, lifting her head. “Oh? I’m all yours. Tell me what needs doing

“Only a fool would make blind promises.” “Wrong, only a man madly in love and if that makes me a fool, then

I’m sure we’ll get a reaction… and if she’s such a good actress; I wonder what else she’s lying

her dad saw her mother, it wasn’t just blind guessing on his behalf. I don’t trust anyone… and Melanie

find out. After all, she’s always around Zaia… her being in on the notes

or something would happen to Zaia, but what if it was all just

at Zaia. I can’t share those thoughts with her, it would only upset her

She nods.

will… So, you should go to your room now.” She says, sitting up

could help you relax a little? I could put these fingers to

of my pants

brow. “What is going on in that mind of yours, Little Fox… I was thinking about a massage, nothing more.” I count making her

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

you …I would suggest using my tongue,

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

rip apart all these barriers between us and reassure

and I’m about to yank her closer when she sighs and gently pushes me away. “Stop teasing…

making her yelp, but I turn her, so

your best too.” I say, brushing her gorgeous red locks over her shoulder and

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