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.

she learn that had made her feel like

small of her back and guide

on the bed and running her fingers through her wet locks.

enjoying the view. She

“Sorry… I just…”

sit down on the bed beside her, facing her,

I now notice her swollen eyes. It’s not

lowers her head, “I don’t know, I can’t say anything but… according to

know what to believe, Dad wasn’t lying but Mom- Mom wouldn’t cheat, heck she was so against you

denial, but why does it not seem

I begin quietly. “I don’t know the truth. I mean, every story has more than one side, but it’s not that hard for a cheater to feel cheated. It hits differently when you’re the one being cheated

she knows there is truth in my

there’s not really place for doubt, but there can be things that influenced her decision or things that made her do what she did. Being drunk, Ashbane, blackmail… Only your mother will know the answer to that. I’m not saying it’s right, but I think you’re right not to jump to

she closes her

ever mentioned him? Because as far as I know, Dad’s claim

Adam…

being every inch the Alpha he needed to be, I don’t think anyone had an

never been mention of another Toussaint potential Alpha. She nods, planting her face

me what needs doing and I’ll get it done.”

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

and I’m sure

I don’t trust anyone… and Melanie has always rubbed me the wrong way

she’s always around Zaia… her being in

she was threatened to back off or something would happen to Zaia, but what if it was all just part of her master

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

She nods.

So, you should go

nipples against the satin fabric of her top. “Or I could help you relax a little?

dips to my abs and the front of my pants and I can’t help but feel a little cocky. Oh, I have such

scolds, smacking my thigh. I cock a brow. “What is going on in that mind of yours, Little Fox… I was

“I’m sure you did!” she scoffs in disbelief, crossing her arms. Leaning forward, I grip the

if I were to offer to pleasure you …I would suggest using my tongue,

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

apart all these barriers

to yank her closer when she sighs and gently pushes me away.

her, masking my concern and yank her close. Her head hits my chest making her yelp,

too.” I say, brushing her gorgeous red locks over her shoulder and placing my hands on her shoulders.

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